Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We're gonna overpower your crew and return to civilization.

Ugh. Bread tastes like clothes.

...you dig in your claws and you never let go.

So this has become a game of wits, has it?

Unless there was a red sticker that said sign here.

Twenty-three skidoo.

This is great television.

I think we might have termites.

Oh, this is gonna be the coolest basketball game ever.

Wow. Marge, I think I figured out their primitive language.

I have an idea. It's crazy, but it just might work.

Other people have to confess too, you know.

1895? Forget it.

Hey, Homer's looking down his nose at us.

If we formed a club, we could serve drinks.

You come in here to express your deepest feelings...

Where's that kid with my latte?