Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You mean this cheap little pen we have millions of back at the office?
(jake peeing) ugh! (jake laughs) ha ha! (jake slam the door)
- Any questions? - Yeah, uh, I don't get it.
I'm stuck up here in the nosebleeds. I'm president of Petoria. I want a better seat.
It's got headphones, so I can watch Steven Seagal movies without waking Bonnie.
- Deal. - Yeah!
- Oh, God! - That kill me?
my grammar sucks, but more importantly, we're about to commence
OK. Here goes.
Our lead story tonight: Petoria.
GOOD MORNING, JOE. PETER, WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY POOL?
Sorry, but according to this map, you're not even part of these United States.
I Believe that's the worm
Look at what we're reduced to. Our own baby has to use newspapers for diapers.
Oh. Oh. You know, honey, you don't have to do this.
No, Brian, it's a foreign car. The "T" is silent.
From This Day Forth, This Territory Will be known as "Denya"!
Iraq! Iraq, Lois
Oh, man. So after all this I end up with nothin'?
We can't live like this for ever.
You're missin' the point. Our blockade is turnin' Petoria into a Third World country.
And all in favour of "Ephraim, the Retarded Rabbit"?
- What the...? - Hi. You guys have any Cheese Doodles?
Yes, and from the look of those sweater cows, so can you.
Diarrhoea!
Damn pig-dog Americans, messin' with my family like this.
I spent my refund on a plug-in playmate.
Oh, yeah? Well, according to paragraph seven, sentence three, word eight
A homicidal maniac tells her she can only keep one.
I knew this was the right thing to do.
So tough luck, Swanson.
Step into my office.