Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

(grunts)
A box kite! (screams)
Why, bart?
D'oh!
Just don't let me ever be played by mike myers.
Help me, doctor.
Husband and wife.
What do you know? I amgathering moss!
And your stumps a-stumping!
Now, let's get you married.
(laughing)
Over.
Lisa: Then we heard a loud crash.
Lisa: 'twas Halloween night, with the kids door-to-dooring,
(electrical crackling)
And who said that you could bring minors in here?
(sighs)
(snoring)
We'll fix up this mix-up in two minutes flat,
(whimpers)
So, uh, anyone here from new jersey?
Then just hop atop a krustiferous krumbull.
Thrill as marguerite conquers the air!
(groans)
Of our traditional wedding song,
Over.
Homer: Sellout!
Mr. Burnsum!
Freaks (chanting): One of us!
You're gonna be sorry you said that.
That was a very busy deathbed.
It doesn't take tips and it's never a grumbler.