Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Marge is right. You are a pig. You can ask anyone in this bar. - What?

Save your whining for when you're on the air, okay?

Hey, Barney, am I a pig?

- Good-bye! - Good-bye, everybody!

- Hello. I'd like to talk to Dr. Monroe. - First name, age, problem?

- Oops. - Not to worry.

you know, just to check on the kids?

Precious, I think I hear the doorbell.

It matters not, mon frere. And after desserts,

Aye, aye, mambo man.

Let's just say I don't feel like goin' home tonight. jar, please.

Geez, I swear to God I swear I’m gonna cut your butt in half

I can't tell you how chagrined we are about all of this.

You dirty rat Don't ever show up at santa ana

I'm calling to report the Baby-sitter Bandit! She's in our house right--

Oh, the Elves! The Elves!

- Hey, doughnuts! - Bart, there's one left, and it's mine.

You're no more of a pig than I am.

If you'd like to share your embarrassing problem with our audience,

I think you're right, dumplin'. Bart! Get the door!

You forgot the special lunches I made.

Hold on. I'll check. Oliver Klozoff!

Homer, wake up! There's no answer at home.

Whoops. Time for a fill-up.

GOODNESS MUST BE A CROSSED WIRE!