Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Fifty spaceships beamed us aboard.

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

What did you call me?

turned my beat box all the way up to ''rumba.''

- But, Amber, I can change. - Will you shut up?

It almost seemed like those folks were making fun of old Steady Neddie.

Wait a minute. This could be some kind of scam.

Will you teach me the secret of your intoxicating lust for life?

So Flawless Flanders needs help...

Think of your wives.

We would remember if we got married.

but I can't just go from zero to 30 like that.

How do you silence that little voice that says, ''Think.''

Hoo. We must have really painted the town last night.

It's-It's all designed to inflame the senses.

- More libations, my imperial conquerors? - What?

Yeah, even the boy in the bubble had a deck of cards.

And do you, Homer, take this cocktail waitress you just met...

You see, ''Saint Flanders'' is as crooked as you or me.

Me as an introverted hoarder during lock-down.

The Bible's finally pulling its weight.

Geez, Flanders, you're 60 years old...

just a teensy bit insane in the olde membrane