Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, obviously, it isn't. My real name is Seymour Skinner in the present. Its name isn't Jackson.
My dreams all involve combing my hair.
No! Cutting out your ugly nose gives me a hand cramp!
Oh, but you love silhouette night.
And when they told us he was missing...
Are you asking me out?
- I'd rather have candy. - Not if they were called scum drops.
[Muttering, Clears Throat]
- Can I see your copy of Swank, Armin? - Yes, you can.
than by reciting the Pledge of Allegiance together.
- Yeah. The way I was headed, it was just a matter of time... - [Siren Wailing]
[Sighs]
You're still a decent, honorable man.
Why don't you just write a 30-word essay on what you've done?
Mmm.
enlisted and shipped out to Vietnam, where he rose to become platoon sergeant. "
D'oh! [Screams]
Now, I know the school normally serves cake only on Thursdays.