Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

But come on in.
(chuckles)
The polls are in, and you're doing great.
Lisa Simpson says "writin'" ends with a "G"
who could have been our dad?
Hey, I drew a picture of your inauguration.
Hey, little lady.
He prefers the pronoun "they,"
KEARNEY/JIMBO/DOLPH: Hear, hear! Hear, hear!
)kids booing)
My illegitimate son goes here.
Well, I do have an orthodontist appointment tomorrow
(growling)
The future is now!
And I'm done... with the top braces.
That elevator has the capacity for 32 people!
No need to ask.
All right, I'll do it.
That jerk kept trying to break us up.
Oh, for crying out loud, Pumbaa.
Wait a minute.
(chuckling)
-That's enough. -No, it's not!
Literally. Don't fall off the roof.
That's odd.
Homer, stop it.