Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

(GOBBLING LOUDLY)

Marge and I always talk things over in bed.

get this-- [ Laughing ]

Yeah. Yeah! That'll eat up some time.

- Ach, let's get out of here. - This is a terrible excuse for education.

- In bed? Well. - Huh? Huh? - What?

(SINGING) The Simpsons

Ew. Okay. Let's get started. Uh...

It’s alright I have a scheduled Necromunda game

I'm out. [ Groans ]

My problem is I'm a real user of women. I move in right away and stay until the money's gone.

- [ Whispering ] - [ Giggling ]

Quickly, into the safety dome, Milbot.

What the hell are you talkin' about? You're the one who double-dared us.

Look. I brought you some nice pudding.

- Now that I'm a teacher, I've sewed patches on my elbows. - Homer...

All right. Let's get our stories straight.

Keep up the roughhousing, Son.

Homer, I really don't like you telling personal secrets in your class.

then the sweet, sweet innards.

Uh, I mean, whoo-hoo.

Yes, Lisa. Daddy's a teacher.

You want the lint? You want the lint? You can't handle the lint!

Lisa, you're smart. Help me trick her into taking me back.

- [ Pings ] - You see, that ping sound means the spit was on target.