Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Darling, I,ve changed. Let me show you how much I care about you.
[stomach rumbling] Mmm.
Sorry. That's for me to know and you to find out.
- Where did you learn to skate? - On my planet.
And they all lived happily ever after.
Francine, a long time ago, I hurt someone.
- You,ve been sneaking out for the last 20 winters to ice-skate?
He said he's putting it into an account for me. Is that, um-
Well, you did buy me this bucket of balls.
And I told you to light a match.
I,m sorry for abandoning you, Francine. And I don't just mean this competition.
There's no way you can enter that contest.
But Stan was about to learn...
Come on, Stan! Let me show you how much fun ice-skating can be!
Whoa, whoa, whoa. You were a fish?
Boys are ready?
Let's pack a picnic and go shoot rats in the junkyard.
Yeah. Fun.
Francine's stomach growl
Mmm.
He owes me something like $42,000.
Ah, Saturday. Sunday's Friday.