Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Homer Simpson?
(whimpers)
No, we should get a speedboat with bunk beds on it.
‐Haven't seen him today, though. ‐(groans)
(deep, distorted voice): It feels darn‐diddly good.
Gah, the cuckold!
Wonder if you could help us.
Aw, thanks, neighbor.
crap! Oof!
How can someone else's generosity make you angry?
I'll see you later.
‐Turtles! ‐Bunk‐boat!
I didn't know you were a fellow volunteer Litter Gitter?
'twas all for naught,
(glass shatters)
Paw Paw, that man stole a loaf of bread.
Now, that wasn't so hard, was it?
FLANDERS: Oh, no. If she calls the police, Homer's dead.
Madam.
‐Doggy man face. ‐(growling)