Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And that Roosevelt-doinking crone Mrs. Van Aster
[both snoring]
If you're gonna stab me in my back,
Good night, Lisa.
Not my problem!
Hip-hip-hoorah!
What a precious keepsake that will be.
And then these horrible people
[Marge groans]
Hmm.
Not that they'll ever get to see it now!
Everyone's stupid."
How ironic, you're clinging to Joan Didion,
Gary, doinking.
-Ooh! Ooh! -[horn honks]
Can we go now?
but you're clearly John Gregory Donne.
Never mind.
Goodbye, Lisa!
of this converted rooster-fighting arena?
What, now?