Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's true. I was in his platoon.
- Mmm, what's so special about tonight? - Nothing!
- Good-bye. - Mmm.
- Period. - [Gasping, Murmuring]
Of course, if I'd known there was a war going on, I probably would've apologized.
In honor of Seymour's 20th year as principal...
But first, before Skinner shows up, I have a secret announcement.
- And have 10 items or less. - Twelve, 11, 10. The mars a weenie.
[Groans] Let's bake him a cake.
Well, now, there's no need for profanity.
- He's a war hero. - Ha-ha!
Why don't you lead us, son?
Ralph and I could do the report together.
Your new principal would like to say a few words.
- You didn't bring me up at all. - The hell I didn't!
- In your dreams. - We'll see about that.
So what's your story, Seymour, if that is your real name?
but these last few days as that hotheaded rogue Armin Tamzarian...
You are still the master of deception.
- I'm your son. - I have no son.
- Good morning, Agnes. - Mmm.
- Okay. - And I further decree...
Well, obviously, it isn't. My real name is Seymour Skinner in the present. Its name isn't Jackson. Well, obviously, it isn't. My real name is Seymour Skinner in the present. Its name isn't Jackson.
and earned our respect and admiration.
we've decided to hold a surprise tribute Friday night.
You belong to the Radio Shack Battery Club.
All right, all right. So he's a fraud.
- And he's gonna take over the school again! - [Chattering]
before I wound up in front of a judge.
Others: surprise
Mmmmmm.
I have never been happier or prouder to be Seymour Skinner.
I wrongfully usurped Sergeant Skinner's position...
Well, there's nothing corny about fresh-faced youngsters skipping to school...