Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

27 to the left and open.

I'll strangle you with your own hair extensions.

And Major Marge!

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Son, call me an ambulance.

of destroying someone they once admired.

You should take it.

All right, what's the next case?

You're not a doormat. You're a door prize!

than a rocket with a rocket up its butt.

Can you forgive me, Lurleen?

I don't like this one either...

o/~ My daddy's back o/~

Yeah, all I see is a gut with knees!

Gee, after all that's passed between us, I mean...

o/~ I haven't felt this good since the Lord knows when o/~

Panic not, fellow Springfielders!

There's only one person in the world

Ten percent Lycra.

The entire city is searching for her.

Well, in that case, I'm not going, and I'm not staying.

- You get it... - Let go.