Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

From now on, I vow to live life to its fullest!
We'll see who eats whose shorts.
-...in the backyard. -No.
...tear off some little squares and stick one there...
I'm not done yet, Marge.
-The second is anger. -Why, you little--!
I don't believe I've tried the flying fish roll.
Give me a neat break. Give me a neat break.
Want me to cut out this infernal racket?
I want my last hours of family life to be happy ones.
"Have man-to-man with Bart."
It was on my list with a lot of other things I didn't get to do today.
Two. One. Bing!
-Is Seymour there? Last name Butts. -Just a sec.
You son of a--!
Oh, good!
-Where do you wanna go? -Anywhere but hamburgers or pizza.
Hope that didn't scare you. Maggie, you're grown-up now.
-Have you thought of what to tell them? -Nothing, it'll just upset them.
Poison. Poison. Tasty fish!
You are? Hey, Homer, go to the window. Hey, neighbor! I can see you!
...and there, and any place you're bleeding. There.
I'll try this little pink one here.
-Not fugu. If it's cut improperly-- -Yes, it's poisonous, maybe fatal.
Your progress astounds me. I'll leave you two alone.
I want him in my office at 9:00, Monday morning.
I'd like to dedicate this song to my wife, Patty.
Let's get some worms.
Oh, boy! This fish is delish!
Come on, pal. Fugu me!
-You're alive! -I'm alive!