Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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