Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

for his totally bitchin' party...
Hee-hee-hee-hee!
me on neurophysiology
Mmm... purple!
I've won second prize in a beauty contest.
1 5 seconds to core meltdown.
Alcohol's depressing effects...
Oh, we're on.
T.G.I.M., sir.
that everything is just fine.
I knew his mother would come to her senses.
Just picture them in their underwear.
Ah, Monday morning.
Sorry, Maggie.
call me on the phone...
wrote a letter to my mother.
what's this? a congratulatory phone call from chris
Shut up!
Call me Mr. Devereaux.
a nuclear reactor is a lot like a woman--
2 x 2 x 2 x 7 x 13 = 728
For narrowly averting a meltdown...
Bye, little dudes.
Looks like I pulled a Homer.
I'm friends with Milhouse again.
Apu, hey.
Thank you for making my last few moments...
Oh!
Chee, let's make it moment last. I have to wee. I have to wee.
His mom says I'm a bad influence.
It's actually more of a honey glaze.
As long as it's feeling quiet, we shall let it stop tomorrow morning. As long as it's feeling quiet, we shall let it stop tomorrow morning.
This button controls the emergency override.
Forget the hair. Just give me the blush.
Arthur: The Boy Who Cried Comet
Smithers, I can still sell them snake oil.
2 x 5 x 11 = 110
is well taken.
but the little touches are what made it enduring.
but to kiss my sorry ass good-bye.
One, two, three.
[ Slurping ]
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How are you enjoying your ham?
to see what makes him tick.
Huh?
Eeny, meeny, miney... moe!
Huh?
(SNORING)