Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, oh!
400 a month for loafer lightener?
You're moving the team to Albuquerque, aren't you?
Here's Dr. Hibbert's number if you feel weak.
I'm sorry to hear that!
No, listen. Fans love wackos.
zero point zero zero one six percent? Your margins are razor thin!
Oh, why keep starving myself? No one cares.
Yeah, but his weary shuffling makes my heart smile.
But you made it out of ham cubes.
If you need some inspiration, here's a book of Mike Farrell's core beliefs.
He's not moving.
0.0016%, are you kidding me? Your margins are razor thin!
Hmm. People seem to be drawn to that kook.
D'oh!
- You see there? He's fine. - Ooh, look at him go.
Bob Dylan wrote songs. Cesar Chavez staged hunger strikes.
So, how much did you love Blockoland?
Hear that, folks? He said, "Go, 'Topes!"
- Absolutely not. - So are you calling Homer Simpson a liar?
But not when I'm telling the truth!
It's gonna go straight to my thighs.
Well, Homie, I believe you're telling the truth about the Isotopes.
Well, Bart's not so bad.
- What am I doing here? - Order of Mr. Duff, and word to the wise.