Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No food for you grad students till you grade 3,000 papers.
Mr. Szyslak, there must be some person, possibly in this very room,
Oh...
Uh, yeah, first of all,
Whoop!
I don't need your sycophantic laughter!
No, not now.
Now that you don't work here, we can be friends.
"I was in the Christmas pageant once.
What... Get... Hey... Look at me.
I will collect them later.
So please, if you would pass them clockwise up to table one,
72 lousy events and Grampa hasn't won a single medal.
who believed in you when no one else did.
Not my thing, but I wish 'em well.
and you jammed the jagged neck right up my heart's butt.
I'd have to say my good friend Jonathan Franzen.
It's tea time in Buttercup Junction!
There are others?
That’s it Franzen, I think your nose needs some corrections!
It's true!
Look what we got.