Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- ##[Drumroll] - I hope you all brought forks and plates.

I've dedicated myself to living out your dream.

This is Armirs life. Maybe it's not perfect, but at least I'm back where I belong.

You better do as she says. She's quick with a hatpin.

No, just captured. It's kind of a funny story, really.

Six gorgeous ladies just dying...

- Mother! - She's my mother!

Come on! Get to the part where you steal his identity.

scraping knees and spelling bees...

I will, Moth- uh, Mrs. Skinner. [Sighs]

- And why is Grampa here? - 'CauseJasper didn't wanna come by himself.

Go! Upstairs, third door on the left.

We're gonna talk Armin Tamzarian into coming back.

Superintendent Chalmers, can I offer you a cup of coffee-flavored Bevarine?

Remember, you have to respect him.

but it's an insult to everything I suffered for.

Ooh! A fresh batch of America balls!

- And we salute you for it. Now, don't come back. - [Cheering]

Mrs. Krabappel, the pledge, please.

- [Groans, Scoffs] - [Door Slams]

I don't know what that is.

- Principal Skinner? - Up yours, children.

I'm... an impostor.