Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

A chocolate husband!
What the… Look out! It's gonna blow!
- Doesn't Homer work a standard 1 8-hour day? - Eighteen hours?
Well, I think I have a collapsed lung, but okay.
Huh?
Shh, shh, shh! Anyway, the prince passed out for 1 00 years...
3 x 3 x 11 x 31 x 53 x 59 = 328977
What the- Look out! It's gonna blow!
Papier-mache mix, pipe cleaners...
Oh!Just once I'd like a parrot to say that to me.
- Nobody works that hard. - Mm-mmm!
- All the other stores are closed. - At 1 1 :30?
You're right, Mom. I understand.
And then the handsome prince realized...
What in the world-
Okay.
If you won't stop, then I'll stop you!
gonna seal the deal with a diamond the size of a doll's head.
We sold it, didn't we?
Tomorrow? Well, that's too bad, mister.
Really? I did that?
and you've spent less on gifts for me than you have on temporary tattoos.
Now to trim away the fat.
Then the bird sang ''I Love the Nightlife'' with clever new lyrics.
''So then the second salesman says, 'That's okay.
And ask yourselves, people, who's to blame for all this?
I'm solving world hunger.
Wow.! That looks great, Mom. Some of your best work.
- Oh, Apu. - Oh, Lord, my ears are filled with nougat!
Yeah, it's for all your charity work and, um...
Women really like that sort of thing, Homie.
This Valentine's crap has gone too far!
Stop worrying, Apu. The Kwik-E-Mart is in good hands.
- Well, let us just say we both feel bad. - Deal.