Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He’s right you know
Oh, Dad.
You rent your womb to a rich childless couple.
#We're in the money We're in the money #
Now, while the plant is brought up to code...
- Hey. What's this? - I don't know. Must be something I wrote before Moe fixed me.
Huh? What is this crap?
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Deeper, you pusillanimous pilsner pusher!
Damn it!
Who wants lottery tickets?
but it might have happened when I was six.
Don't tell me how to feel.
You lost all our money?
# I'm a little teapot, short and stout #
It's not.
You know she's gonna wind up marrying Richard Gere.
Uh, now, before I execute this order...
Maybe it's not a crayon made of wax.
Effigy, eh? Yeah, nothing burns like an effigy.
Yeah. And just in time.
That's right. I'm a surgeon.