Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[powering down]
Of always running from the darkness.
From cleaning ladies and college-age dreamers.
[groans] never have children, lenny.
Is subtly corrupting you. [chuckles nervously]
This is a chair too far, wiggum.
[thunder rumbling]
Somebody get my enormous checkbook.
Shouldn't my console have been doing all that beepy stuff?
Joe quimby. Bad for springfield.
When you mess with the pig, you get the snout.
[laughs] you don't have to worry about that.
Oh, I'm sorry. It's on the house.
Oh, honey, relax.
Does bad things to society
Nearsighted nicholas?
-Mom! -Gotcha!
Pulling a political 180 on this issue
Three.
Soar high, my golden friend.
♪ it's a hammer of justice ♪
So that your children can cross the street safely
No, that's our thing.
At the butt-crack of dawn
How about one for the paper, mr. S.
I heard he lost his funding.
And now you want to give him more money?
[both moaning]
But you know what, kent?