Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Ah, Monday morning.

Alcohol's depressing effects...

It's actually more of a honey glaze.

1 5 seconds to core meltdown.

I'm friends with Milhouse again.

Call me Mr. Devereaux.

to see what makes him tick.

Forget the hair. Just give me the blush.

I've won second prize in a beauty contest.

what's this? a congratulatory phone call from chris

One, two, three.

As long as it's feeling quiet, we shall let it stop tomorrow morning. As long as it's feeling quiet, we shall let it stop tomorrow morning.

but to kiss my sorry ass good-bye.

call me on the phone...

for his totally bitchin' party...

I knew his mother would come to her senses.

Arthur: The Boy Who Cried Comet

wrote a letter to my mother.

Looks like I pulled a Homer.

This button controls the emergency override.

Chee, let's make it moment last. I have to wee. I have to wee.

For narrowly averting a meltdown...

Hee-hee-hee-hee!

Eeny, meeny, miney... moe!

Smithers, I can still sell them snake oil.

but the little touches are what made it enduring.

2 x 2 x 2 x 7 x 13 = 728

How are you enjoying your ham?

2 x 5 x 11 = 110

His mom says I'm a bad influence.

Just picture them in their underwear.

Thank you for making my last few moments...

that everything is just fine.

Bye, little dudes.

me on neurophysiology

a nuclear reactor is a lot like a woman--