Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Homer, don't drink and drive!
Lisa, grab your sightseeing shoes. We're going Vermonting.
It's supposed to be my big triumph,
Make my daughter cry, will ya. Eat syrup, jerk.
That's great.
You know, artfully arranged, these fragments could be an epic poem...
Ooh, Moe's a poet!
Did you know that candles are made by losers?
Yeah? Well, okay, all right, but uh... only if you come, huh?
Uh, this here poem is called "Elevator Capacity".
It jumps out at you like a rat in your underwear drawer.
Well, in turn, I'd have to say my biggest influence is...
And made me the beautiful flower that I am.
♪ And many more. ♪
More friend than I deserved You pulled me from the dirt
Do not mention that publication in this house!
I gotta go to Vermont for some stupid poetry thing.
"He rapped all day from April to May
♪ Let's get it started in here, ♪ ♪ let's get it started... ♪
Homer, we can't scuttle like crabs for the rest of our lives.
Uh, well actually, I had some help on the title...
You could interview me. I collect Absolut ads.
One time I looked down and there really was.
Um... nope.
Oh, it's just his car.
Jonathan Franzen, Michael Chabon and Moe.
What is this?
#i wanna go home #oh boy #screaming #ooh yeah
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