Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That doesn't sound like Homer.

Bye, now. No cops.

That's why no one ever gives it to me.

No, not the whole head.

Do I look like the town's information kiosk to you?

Paw Paw Flanders, was still here to guide us.

What do you got there, boy?

You stole my dream.

Something about this just doesn't feel right.

(chuckles) Well, I wasn't trying to‐‐

I thought you were a fool,

It's right here.

Aw, but wouldn't you like some accolades

Your prized piggy,

‐(gasps) ‐(groans)

or I'll take out his tonsils with a power drill.

his medic alert bracelet,

(distorted screaming)

All right, noggy, into the drunk rink with you.

If another outfit is moving in on my town,

Barb, am I glad to see you.

‐(grunts) ‐(gunshots)

♪ Away from the tender shepherd's care. ♪

Ned, Homer's missing.

(groans) The silent but violent accomplice,