Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Look, you can see our houses.
My God! It just disappeared. It's a ghost car!
Didn't you realize all you had to do was report him to the police?
F is for Fan
(DOORBELL RINGING) (HUMMING RESUMES)
- Moe, get the darts. I wanna play. - No.
[ Laughs ] Yeah, right. We better turn in.
- Two. - Okay, two, and I get to keep this old birdcage.
- What's so special about it? - What's so-- Oh, I don't know.
Sven Inqvist studied the menu.
''Out with Gout '88'' and ''Let's Save Tony Orlando's House.''
My God! That must be every policeman in Springfield.
- [ Tires Screech ] - [ Grunts ]
[ Laughter]
Far too much dancing, not nearly enough prancing!
Oh, wow. I've wasted my life.
Oh, I completely misunderstood. Please accept our apologies.
Hi, I'm Troy McClure. You might remember me from such telethons as...
public television can't afford to bring you such award-winning shows as...
[ Gasps ] You're not gonna hunt me for sport are you?
and forced him to pay all back child support.
- The ballet? Whoo-hoo! - You like ballet?
- [ Rings ] - Hello?
Marge is not the only one who can have a girls' night out.
and the children are pink-cheeked and robust.
Yeah. Everything before the high-speed chase was just lovely.
[ Siren Approaching ]
Okay. I should get home to my daughter before that naked talk show comes on.
One is wearing a green dress, pearls and has a lot of blue hair.
along with the car, my youth, my faith in mankind.