Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Good luck, Mr. Burns. And if you get in trouble...
Mr. Burns will kill us all!
Only without the saucy T-shirt.
2 x 2 x 2 x 2 x 11 x 17 = 1496
Aye. 'Tis my ma and pa. They own a tavern hearabouts.
No way! Aberdeen rules!
How long is your wiener? Seriously.
Springfield is still swooning...
Fortune! Fortune!
Well, if you wanted people to love you...
That's the kind of pointer I need.
All right, let's get this geezer out quick so we can bring in the lesbian gladiators.
Oh, how awful.
Okay, okay. Want a shrimp cocktail?
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Ah, thanks. You're sweet to say that.
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That was a close one. Wanna go bowling?
- ## - Oh, that flamboyant fop.
And just last month, I knocked out Muhammad Ali.
What's the matter? Think I'm not hip?
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Well, I will be when the morphine wears off, but until then-
Oh, Arthur Fortune.
And it's all thanks to one man-
That didn't go well, did it?
Oh, stop! Stop! Won't someone please stop the farting? -
I see. Well, I'll need some beer.
Lots of crazy old coots do that.