Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Mr. Burns, you already trap-doored us
Gah! Oh.
- ♪ Run, don't walk ♪ - (SNIFFING)
Oh, I'm gonna lick you, my sweet little lolly.
Hey!
"There's... nothing... there."
- Oh. - Uh.
(VOCALIZING)
(SPUTTERS)
Tianjin Mining and Smelting and Donuts,
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(SLURPING)
(PLAYING THE BLUES)
has issued the following statement:
because you're a little taller.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Don't answer that.
Yeah, Bart. Who cares?
to pluck out mine eyes!
Enough of your tomfoolery, Todd.
with permission of husband,
Um... hey!
Wait, that wasn't part of the show.
- (PHONE RINGS, THEN RECORD SCRATCH) - ♪ But then... ♪
Won't you please come back and do the show?
OOh, Rebranding
(FILM WINDING AND SPUTTERING)
for neutralizing our wonderful, deadly, new Lard Lad.
(LISA GASPS)
Puccini's a little well-trod, don't you think?
A lot of crazy names today.
Mr. Laird Lad.
This was an act.
♪ Levarsi un fil di fumo... ♪
- (SCHOOL BELL RINGING) - _
Future And Eternity Smithers, locate my place!. Future And Eternity Smithers, locate my place!.