Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Particularly this thing... Particularly this thing...

Oh, that's so horrible! I need to hide my tail. I must turn into a human immediately.

I hear digging, but I don't hear chopping.

I don't think so.

In the bathroom- not trimmin' my mustache.

Will you help me or not?

Now, I'm not a fancy, big-city lawyer-

to be your lawfully wedded wife?

By the power vested in me by the Chicago outfit...

Please, people, don't force us to audit.

Homer, why don't we...

I better call Maude and tell her where I am.

Games of chance are strictly forbidden by Deuteronomy 7.

Oh, I've got a bunch, Homer, but-

You're livin' up here.

But first, I'm afraid we have some bad news.

Las Vegas doesn't care for out-of-towners.

Listen, folks. There's no magic formula.

Take your money and go someplace else.

I think you'll find escape is quite impossible.

Now it's Marge's time to shine.

Well, hello, little birdies.

Come on, baby, show Gil a four.