Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I spent all my after-school job money

-Oh, Homer. -Darling.

Since you've been playing Noodleball,

Or just spooned right out of the skin.

Can you get us our pools back?

We got to do something.

-It's a big one. -[groans]

Oh, another old person three-way?

So there's another retiree who I'm teaming up with.

It is pretty creamy.

What if we try to take over some pickleball courts?

Simple, natural,

-empty, never-swum-in pools. -[both] Hmm.

right at the entrance.

Homer J. Simpson?

Yeah... you're all right.

Well, what do you think? I'm all for show.

-David Letterman? -Nuh-uh.

Pretty fantastic, huh?

none of this bad stuff would've happened.

Oh, my sport is dead,

That's irrelevant and prejudicial.

My wife keeps telling me to stop moving furniture around

This is that backhoe-renting weirdo's house, Amy.

Lisa Simpson? I love her Substack.

oils, face masks, hair conditioners.

Welcome to the first Noodleball

on a skywriting promposal.

I can tell you, or I can show you.

The nearest the Simpsons ever came to a legacy

for retired players whose bodies have been permanently destroyed

Someday, Rick, someday.

Talk to the tag.