Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

WHERE's The Defibrillator?

Come on. Would a poor person have a bar in his garage?

Yeah, I think I'm getting the bends.

I'm gonna tell Moe exactly what I think of his...

I ain't smiled for real since I nailed that rat with the ice pick.

Turkey turkey turkey turkey. I kill you, turkey was it.

Well, I just naturally assumed.

How did I lose my passion for the job?

And you really think I'm attractive, huh?

She's so "sweepy. " She doesn't know what she's saying.

Whatever. Just give me a Duff.

It's a family bar. Right, kids?

Hey! Nobody calls Moe St. Cool a phony!

Then I'll stick with crap-hole.

We don't serve Duff no more.

And "penis" is Russian for...

I'll throw myself out, thank you.

Yell out, "I'll eat a booger. "

But it's illegal! You can't run a bar in a private residence!

You lied to us!

Pick me, Lenny!

I'm having chest pains.

The Bridge column.

Well, you've turned into a big phony!

Like the ones found in your local yellow pages?