Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Homer, buy your wife some flowers and take her out for a night on the town.

Time to brush your teeth, wash your face...

Turn that off. I'm mad at TV.

She's 34 and trapped in a loveless sham of a marriage.

My wife's gonna leave me 'cause she thinks I'm a pig.

Oh, no! Bart! We'll have nightmares!

I love you too.

Hello, vigilant viewer.

I don't know what kind of shenanigans you've been pulling this time,

All the elves dance around like idiots. I puke. The end.

- Al? - Yeah, Al. Last name, Coholic.

Don't turn your back on that boy for a second.

Are you in... here?

- You'll tell him right when he comes home from work. - Yeah!