Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[Grunting Continues]

- [Laughing] - Oh! Well.

- Well, if we did set fire to the house- - No fires!

- in grave danger! - Aaah!

- What are you doing inside? - Work was hard, so we quit.

[Siren Wailing]

That's the carny code.

No surgeon can save you. No bromo can soothe you.

[Cheering, Screaming]

- Oh. - There must be a way to outsmart them.

Aw, come on, Dad. Get on the trolley.

At the carnival? Cool.

- Okay, let's go, fatty. - Yes, sir.

- [Screams] - [Gasping] Homer!

Only TWO tickets left

- Bart, did you hear that? - Yes.

but I got a few complaints that your game is crooked.

you'd better not be in my ass groove! homer!

You're lookir at Adolf Hitler's personal limousine.

You're failing, Seymour. What is it about you and failure?

All right. Now, this geek bit is pretty straightforward.

is Mr. Bribe-wink, wink.

[Stammering] Oh, you are, Humphrey, you are.

Uh, so anyway, uh...

Oh, good Lord. Our whole life was in that trailer.

[Laughs] Oh, no problem, Marge.

Maybe if you didn't go to the bathroom so much, you wouldn't be so small.

Remember, big smiles.

She’s coming with me No she’s coming with me