Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, son, girls come and go. But you'll always have your family.

our super-heated oceans will rise, drowning our lowlands,

So, Grampa, not like I'm anxious to go,

I'm so sorry I tried to deny who I really was.

Permission slip, signed!

- Can you forgive me? - Oh, Bart, I was born forgiving you.

Powerful stuff. You better claim her as your own.

Is the rest of your family okay?

I see how it is.

- Thanks for not selling me out, man. - This really sucks, Bart.

Chocolate chip for Donald.