Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Nobody's gonna tackle you.
Well, like currency, like you said.
Just like me!
They also make Juice-lix.
Uh-oh. I smell gangrene.
I couldn't help but notice your respective predicaments.
Breakfast!
pay for my car now you fatie
You ain't goin' nowhere!
He once pulled a slug out of my arm and inserted it into a stoolie's brain.
But I have finger insurance!
Linguo... dead?
Pero yo tengo seguro de dedos
Uh-oh.
Noor
Skinner's. Flanders'. Your house.
- Ow! Mom! - Hurry up, Bart!
Son of a diddly
Boy, this sure was one crazy day.
You leave those boys alone!
Wow! Sacks!
AAAAAAAAAOOOWWW!!! MY THUMB!!!
Yeah. They'll pass you around like-
Uh, what's your address so I can come arrest you?
Now I need a new informant.