Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- [Excited Chattering] - Get this man. He's wonderful!

must be skilled in the deadly arts.

Mother, I am so sorry. I lied to you about being married.

What's a castrati?

Um, I run my own business, of course.

I cannot wait to show you our apartment.

I've been looking over this list of things for the ceremony.

It's like being a baby, only you're old enough to appreciate it.

Oh. I cannot get married. I am just beginning to enjoy my bachelorhood.

What, what? What, what, what?

Mother, I would like for you to meet...

Surely you children are aware of your Brahman heritage?

Jasper. Gladys. Beatrice.

Plus, I consulted a Hindu Web site.

I see that sweet little boy who sold me my very first kiss.

And in my leisure time, I like to build furniture...

Sorry, Homer. I've been plannir this vacation for years.

And I liked it.

And meet her you shall.

You did. His name was Stampy.

- [All Whooping] - All right! We got 'im! Hooh!

What?! Where is he? He's right there!

Oh. Here's one from my mother.

- You tell me. - Nothing yet.