Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Roger's an idiot. He can't take care of himself. He's like a baby.
Anybody else care for a go? It's super-fun.
And don't write! Whoo-hoo-hoo!
Stan, Francine.
You mean your home?
If he learns how to take care of himself, it'll just be me and Francine.
Oh, my God! Stan!
[Francine] You bastard!
WHO WILL FEED THE CHINCHILLAS?
I ate too much Shumai Now I have the pork sweats
Stan, he's not here. He got his own place.
LADY AND THE TRAMP HIT THE GAS
Just you and me.
Hit it, hit it, hit it!
We're in your brain to help you wake up and bring you home.
You got to in this neighborhood if you want to read the McDonald's billboards.
This is for you.
find him in his unconscious...
I won't be getting that security deposit back.
The cherry blossoms, the rolling hills...
Tell me something fascinating about you.
It's true. No one wants to eat lunch with you.
we gotta shed these whities of tight and get ourselves some of those.
You, sir, have made a sale.
Uh...
Then ask her why she tries to scratch me when I pet her.
- and I'm having one of my famous 10-day periods. - I have an idea!
I mean, the kids have only been gone for two days, and look at us.
Well, it's too late, Stan. I'm self-sufficient now. Get used to it!