Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Once, this land was full of actual stores,
We're gonna sell so many Yorkie sweaters.
Well, that's what my cuff links say.
(Homer gasping for air)
Are you the host of this incredible soiree?
The Dirty, Dirty North, and The FLTA.
♪ Now I got half a gazebo, and not even the good half ♪
♪ ♪
♪ A whole lot of money ♪
Your heart told you to stick with Mr. Burns,
I can't believe I'm meeting the Monty Burns.
Everything I am I owe to you.
Give me more ideas to get back at Jay G.
Goosius is on everything
Stop looking at me!
Before he was Jay G, he was Jeremy Gilroy,
You can't cobbler pineapple.
"Every empire needs an emblem."
Send the big basket.
Why should I help Burns now that he's broke?
We can use the contractor that did Karen's store.
will be ready, with his level and his ladder.
a corking revenge rap.
Respect, 'House.
Mmm. Better make it a double.
Don't be so hard on yourself.
and now we've got nothing.
♪ They all be starin' 'cause ♪
my parties were legendary for their magnificent excess.
from the power plant he loves.
to a socially conscious drum circle?
We're putting up new wallpaper.
And getting drunk on a boat
Oh, it's simple, bring the chit from the applicable restroom
(whimpers)
(ALL GROWLING)
All I have left is my family mausoleum.
My skills were empirical.
(shouts)
of our city's sharpest wits and glittering socialites.
and the king of a hip-hop empire.
Oh, no, he didn't.
I love my store!
I saved your life, you stupid duck!
Where's my goose?
(men shouting)
we might not see blowhole one.
to the world's greatest diss rap.
(music and indistinct chatter in distance)
$1 million, going once, going twice...
- ♪ I got ♪ - ♪ A who-whole lot of money ♪
♪ Used to be the man, Burns ♪
Mr. Burns, I think Jay wanted you to bankrupt yourself.
♪ Yo, I want to back-smack Jay G, son ♪
Oh, I don't know.
It was your first credit card.
Fellas! What can we do here?
Check out these sweet mane combs.
my father gave me some advice.
was a very thoughtful idea.
That I inspired you to such pure and evil greed,
(crying): It was plastic!
Now, you head up to Northern Canada
(gasps) A customer!
or stay past 7:30.
Now, I have 45 close friends
in the mind at the same time
Yeah, one cup of salted caramel.
You would never go back to the nuclear plant
(whoops) Why does this work?