Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Baldy boy hits wire, head comes off...
I don't want a drug boat.
- [Marge] That's dilapidated. - Rustic.
And here we have a lovely gourmet kitchen-
- There it is! - [Both] Wow!
- Hey, quit hoggir. - Oh, I'm badly hurt.
- Is that permitted? - Not in my damn house.
Oh, you will, honey.
Of course! This must be where he dropped the dagger.
screw the honor system uber eats needs me
We're going to the ball, whoo! We're going to the ball, hey! We're going to the ball, whoo! We're going to the ball, hey!
- But I earned that wall. - Don't push your luck, pal.
- Guess who sold the Whitman place? - Good for you. Way to go.
Ooh, that's a dilly. How about it, Marge?
Oh, well, then you have to ask yourself, is this the right house for you?
- But it was. - Sure, Marge. "Was."
- Oh, ho, ho! - Congratulations.
Oh, thank you, Bart, thank you, Lisa, for all your help.
D'oh! [Screams]
- It is? - We have to make the most of the time we have.
[Groans] Good-bye, Ned.
That's good enough for me! [Screams] Purple drapes!