Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Go! Upstairs, third door on the left.
Ooh! A fresh batch of America balls!
I'm... an impostor.
I don't know what that is.
We're gonna talk Armin Tamzarian into coming back.
Six gorgeous ladies just dying...
- And we salute you for it. Now, don't come back. - [Cheering]
This is Armirs life. Maybe it's not perfect, but at least I'm back where I belong.
No, just captured. It's kind of a funny story, really.
- ##[Drumroll] - I hope you all brought forks and plates.
Superintendent Chalmers, can I offer you a cup of coffee-flavored Bevarine?
- [Groans, Scoffs] - [Door Slams]
[Siren Stops]
Remember, you have to respect him.
- Mother! - She's my mother!
Mrs. Krabappel, the pledge, please.
I've dedicated myself to living out your dream.
You better do as she says. She's quick with a hatpin.
scraping knees and spelling bees...
Come on! Get to the part where you steal his identity.
- Principal Skinner? - Up yours, children.
but it's an insult to everything I suffered for.
[HUMMING]
- And why is Grampa here? - 'CauseJasper didn't wanna come by himself.
SUS
I will, Moth- uh, Mrs. Skinner. [Sighs]