Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What a class act! Sold!
Oh, hurry. I want to get back to the head museum.
You can't bid against Mom.
Care to sample our fragrance from Calvin Clone?
I know you spent a lot of money, but it's awfully primitive.
Hello, Fry. Remember me from Baywatch: The Movie?
That's awful! It's like brainwashing.
... each one needing an oil change every 3000 miles.
I could if you hadn't shut off the stereo.
Can I wear your suit?
It hasn't been made yet. It hasn't been made yet.
Maybe my account's still open.
They advertise things nobody can afford.
Okay. You had a balance of 93 cents.
The last known can in existence, guaranteed fresh and edible.
This Dream Brought To You By Lightspeed Briefs!
Check bounced. We're taking it all back.
I'm a thing.
So you care about us?
Hey! You buying Lightspeeds? Pretty ritzy.
If anyone ever got hold of anchovy DNA ...
$1 0.77, same as my PIN number.
That candy-arse dirtbag Fry must know their secret.
Your motivation is you're back in 2000 and your head's still on your body ...
No, thanks.
Okay, my friends.
I'm only doing this so people will take my head seriously as an actress.
You're just saying that because he bought you that antique robot toy.
Can I try these on?
Hello, shoppers. It's me, Mom.
The ad gets into your brain just like this liquid gets into this egg.