Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Such a setting does not exist. I think you must have dreamt it.

It must have been you. You've quit every job you've ever had-

Well, I got news for you, mister!

We're in the championship! Way to go, team.

Son, you can do anything you want.

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- You know, Homer, it's very easy to criticize. - Fun too.

You can't tell me what to do. You can't tell me what to do.

Oh, your mother's not pregnant, is she?

Uh-huh? Half a brain, huh?

Sqizz, I like your hustle. That's why it was so hard to cut you.

He's quite a little dancer

Okay, it's time for the easiest part of any coach's job- the cuts.

Okay, Simpson, you're blocking for me on this play.

Sounds like you need some... first aid.

- Oh, man. - Do it.

And the season hasn't even started yet.

- Help! Help, help! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! - Get him!

Well, Bart, it looks like it's just you and-

- Mom, please! We're eating. - Well, at least I'm making conversation.

My car broke down.

Okay, gentlemen, I want you to raise your hand when you hear the tone.

Remember what I told you.

[Tires Screeching]

Well, I'm not gonna make the same mistake.

Ah, you got lucky, Flanders!

Now let's bring on the men!

From now on, I'm gonna work you like a dog. Now go fetch me 20 laps.