Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

♪ Oh, everyone is horrid ♪
(whimpers) But the truck is who I am.
(booing)
But, Lisa, I thought that was our bond.
Ow! Oh!
Hey, Lis, what you pointing at?
Marge, little girls are a lot like all-wheel anti-lock brakes:
I'm greedy, I'm hateful,
I think I'm gonna like hallucinating you.
is proof of your moral disease.
the music streaming service.
(horns honking)
It's dismal and nothing good will ever come from it.
Quilloughby, you completely ruined my brother
♪
a heart-to-heart with our daughter tonight.
(laughter)
Still so fresh.
Oh, you know they're on board.
(screams) Lisa's gone!
(chuckles, whispering indistinctly)
Whoa, and check out the picture on the back-up cam.
of your fractured psyche.
Is the problem me?
Quilloughby and the Snuffs.
Somebody save me!
It's dismal and nothing good will ever come from it.
(laughs) They're not getting tired of me.
Why are they so mean? Why?
and yet nothing magical ever happens.
♪ I step out my door and I take a deep breath ♪