Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- And it's gonna do wonders for our social life. - Yeah!

"I guess you could say it's my racket."

I may have the looks, but he's the trophy husband.

- Will do. - Faster.

Uh-oh. I don't think they saw me.

and, uh, since Abe's already standing here, what the heck.

THAT'S NOTEPAD?!

Ew! Dad, I don't want to enter the tournamentjust to hurt Mom.

And how about that Stephanie the weather girl?

Good news, honey.

Sorry. That's Homer and Venus Simpson.

You take over, Bart.

I was thinking mantel too.

Courtesy of Pete Sampras.

I just ate a personal pizza.

Of course I do, Dad. Aw.

I think you and I might just win this tournament dealie.

Hey, Homer, here's a bloopie for you.