Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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