Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm more worried about Al's jacket.
I fixed the DVD.
I'll never win this alone.
Back in 'Nam, I could command respect.
We must run away now! No more MAVTV for you, Oh!
But one collapse, and presto- you've got a snow casket.
Spell your name.
Bring me my ranch dressing hose!
Hey, look how much Skinner makes.
- Ow! - Come on, Seymour.
I don't like the sound of that "class-three."
- Is open. - Ohh!
Ignore her, Effendi. We have each other.
Huh?
Bart's digging us out!
- Yes, sir. - We're fine then.
Shelbyville, Ogdenville...
I don't know. Internet?
That's the last time you'll slap your Willie around.
Huh?
Ooh!