Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

She was taking a tub and somebody came in and cut her head off.

Hey, Charles Bronson's wife. Scooch over. I want to cuddle.

Ugh! I hate going to hear authors read from their work.

Yeah, it's only natural, right? I'm glad to hear you say that,

Stewie, she's one year old. I think I can handle this myself.

I thought we could burn her in her bed while her children watch.

Penelope, I've never said this to anyone before,

Okay, I have to destroy Copenhagen with a

Marital concerns continue to bedevil me.

Stewart, do you love me?

(IMITATES SHUDDERING)

Uh, Lois, why do we have Lucy and Ricky beds?

Look, let's just get you someplace safe.

I'm gonna tell my friends I banged her.

Mr. Franzen has informed us he's not coming.

You know what? Forget it.

(EXHALES) Good. Now let's just fall asleep like this.

Okay, I'm gonna go in there with her. You just sit out here and be quiet.

(SHOUTING) Lois, can I have a Pop-Tart in bed, please?

I say these things 'cause I'd like to know If you're as lonely as I am

(SINGING) It seems today that all you see

Hey! That mug was my crew gift from Class Holes!

Oh, do you have one of those white-wine zombie moms?

I told you she was bad news.

I shall do no such thing!

Babe? Babe? Don't worry about it, all right?