Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Okay, Homer, I'm ready to learn.
Oh, my stars. I can't do that.
- Get him! Get him! - Let's get him.
You gotta live down here, in the impulse zone.
with full waffle bar privileges.
The program is rock solid. The program is sound.
Then a week later we just forgot about it.
Hockey puck!
Blame me if you must, but don't ever speak ill of the program.
That's it.
Welcome to my world.
Aw, the missus will clean that up.
Welly, welly, welly.
Okay.
No, make it a children's-
- Throw hot wax on him, Dad. - Howdy, Homer.
Where have you been, Neddie?
Chop, chop, dig, dig.
I just follow the three C's-
Boring.
I wouldn't do that, Reverend.
Happy Retirement Tom
Oh, how are we gonna get out of this mess in an honorable and decent-
Or possibly ''scam-ola.''
I now pronounce you husbands and wives.
He's all right, folks.
from Stinky Pants Simpson.
And I'm Mrs. Homer Simpson.
- For the last time, no. - Hello! Our ticket to freedom.
- Yeah! - I really disrespect them.
Oh, Gil's in a lot of trouble.
- What kind of music do they play? - Crap-Rock?
Homer, they blew that up yesterday.