Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Like a rib
I made Bart in my pants.
Whoo-hoo!
You don't understand. It's not just a sandwich.
And we want the gold medal to go to him.
Two cheers for Lisa.
R-I-G-G-E-D. Rigged.
Someone like me back when I was a white-haired little boy.
It's so exciting.
Welcome back, children. We've all had fascinating summers.
Rubella, we got you a middle name.
Sir, are you all right?
Look, I didn't bring a Game Boy. This is all I got.
Really? It won't be the same without you.
Dude, take it easy on the fatty foods.
At ease, Cadet Nelson. Good to be back on terra firma, eh?
...or who was exposed to tainted what.
- What is it, sweetie? - Mom, I'm having a crisis of conscience.
Hip hip hooray, the super readers save the day
D'oh!
...and Alex.
Welcome to the games of the 34th Spellympiad.
...and then my Bacon Balls, then my Watcha-ma-chicken.
My one chance for everyone to like me and I blew it.
Anywhere in the lower 48 states.
Ha, ha, I was just K-I-D-D-I-N-G.
- What? - The future of our very sport is at stake.
Don't worry, honey. You can win without him.
Sock it to me. Sock it to me. Sock it to me.