Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's so unfair. You're everything a dad could hope for.

- How long have you been here? - Twenty of the suckiest minutes of my life.

- Uh- Uh, just a second. - [Dial Tone]

A man's not a piece of fruit!

Man, it was rough getting a ride out there.

Ah, this is some party. If it gets any livelier, a funeral's gonna break out.

How about a googly-eyed rock? Some nice local squash candy?

Just look at all this beautiful "foilage."

You're what? Selling light bulbs? Worried about the whales?

Oh, wait a minute! There they are, Larry Burns and his kidnapper.

Hey, that reminds me, Mom. Buckingham Palace called. They want their hat back.

It's a party, Marge. It doesn't have to make sense.

Shh. Some people are trying to watch the movie.

It's true. He is my son.

I should've known. You're the only one stupid enough to kidnap you.

- Hey, now you're talking! - Good God.

[Groans] I hate pai gow! Can't we just play "quang jong"?

I mean, the food ain't great, but the portions are terrific.

Now, there's two exceptions and it gets kind of- [Fades]

Yale will always be first in gentlemanly club life.

I'm sorry, Larry. I can't be the family that you need.

Uh, I should go.

[Doorbell Rings]

This show was supposed to close last week!

It's a meme, marge. It doesn't have to make sense

All right, Mr. B., when the kidnappers call with the ransom demand...