Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I figure a one-eyed lady skullbuster might bring out the freak-show crowd.

Apparently not.

Case in point, no more live bees.

Ah, Wade Boggs. Goes down smooth.

Ah, mm, do you have any food?

Oh, thank you, magic biped!

You were so awful that women everywhere set out to prove they don't stink as bad as you.

I'm a fool. The fans haven't been cheering for me. They've been cheering at me.

She's taught the world that being a bum knows no gender.

- Neat! - So, Hank... the bad Hank...

I guess I needed a few more warm-up pitches.

- Stee-rike! - Hooray! - Yeah, you did it, Leela.

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I solemnly swear To become the worst breakdancer of all time

- I don't mean to offend, but this tastes like vomit. - Thank you.

No, actually, I did mean to offend a little. This is awful.

Society's never going to make any progress until we all learn to pretend to like each other.

are equally inferior to robots?

- Now let's go over there and make these hideous strangers feel welcome. - No!

My husband. Some hotshot! Here's his ancient Signoid secret.

Hey, lady, which one of us is in the Hall of Fame?

Oh, put down the binoculars, Fry.

It's okay, Mama. Anyone-a complains, I bend legs up for free.

Look, I don't care if there's Horse Manure in it That's Good!