Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I know. And it doesn't get any easier from here.
Homer, Sara wants us to have S-E-X.
And told you I love you
I haven't felt this good since we stole the 2000 election.
- I think she's in France or something. - Hmm.
And yet you're not gay.
My libido has been terminated.
I'm as real as the nose on your face.
D'oh! Ah!
Because I can't pray for her Without the right name
No. It's a nice change from all the actors I usually date.
It's the tabloids. Everybody, run.
It came out again.
Oh, come on. No one misses a handshake that badly.
You know, I planted that crystal meth just to meet you.
What does that one say, Ned?
Oh, so it is.
Where do you think I learned to do this?
And that's good enough for me.
- Sure. - Oh, man, this is going right on eBay.
Ah, well, Sea Captain, looks like you and I are sailing solo tonight?
...to see lions and giraffes and monkeys and Santa and gorillas and...
I'm sorry for the disguise, Ned. I don't wanna cause a commotion.
Well, I'm all set too.
Miss Sloane, I loved you in Sleeping with Pinocchio...
Who the hell is Mr. Flanders?
Sam, he's got a point.
Oh, forgive my language. But, uh, I'm one happy camper.