Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's my metabolism. I'm one of the lucky ones.
No, it'll not because it doesn't. No, it shan't because it doesn't. No, it won't because it doesn't. Oh. Yes, it shall because it does. Yes, it will because it does. No, it'll not because it doesn't. No, it shan't because it doesn't. No, it won't because it doesn't. Oh. Yes, it shall because it does. Yes, it will because it does.
-You wish, Dondalinger. -That's Mr. Dondalinger.
-Will you shut up? -That word you call me--
If you pinch your cheeks, they'll glow. Try to break some capillaries.
"That makes two of us."
I said I hated you, and we haven't talked since then.
I found out that to hire professionals to do all the jobs of a housewife...
...but would you go to the prom with me?
Here she comes. Get the camera ready.
Well, I don't think you're my type.
-Congratulations. -D'oh!
I had him for four years. Solid "C" student. Made a lamp last year.
Now that that unpleasantness is over, let's take a picture of the couple.
Sure, it'll save a few lives, but millions will be late!
-Homer? -Marge?
Well, if it isn't Simpson and Gumble, Springfield's Cheech and Chong.
All right! All right! I'll walk in the mud!
Stop it. She went out with the good one.
Yeah, mama! Take it off!