Marge: Now that our son is an honour student, I'm going to get a bumper sticker that informs strangers of that fact!
Skinner: Ah, headlice inspection day. While the kids are out getting their nits picked we can have our own private cootie call. Edna: You talk too much. Let's do it on Martin's desk! Skinner: It is usually the cleanest. Song: The Simpsons sing 'La Bomba' Homer: Fine! You want passion.. I'll give you passion!
:singing passionately: Bluuuue Spanish eyes. Teardrops are falling from your Spanish eyes! Lisa: Dad, what happened to the back seat? Homer: I had to sell it for gas money :the car stops: which I spent on a novelty horn! Consultant: You haven't set aside anything for the future! Chief Wiggum: Ah, you know how it is with cops. I'll get shot three days before retirement. In the business we call it retirony. Consultant: What if you don't get shot? Chief Wiggum: What a terrible thing to say! Ah look, you made my wife cry! Consultant: Now, I'd like my fee please.. Homer: :write's a note: Consultant: I know you're not a deaf mute, Mr. Simpson. We've been talking for the last 20 minutes. Mr. Burns: What is this? Some kind of force field around these vegetables! Homer: That's the sneeze guard. You have to lean under it to get salad or sneeze on stuff. Mr. Burns: Hurl this (pudding) at THAT (lenny) Homer: At Lenny, but he's a war hero! Mr. Burns: Well lets decorate him, then. Homer: No! Mr. Burns: Not even for... four dollars!? Homer: :hurls it: Lenny: Ow! My eye, I'm not supposed to get pudding in it! Mr. Burns: Ahaha, that was capital! My lung is aching. Homer: I like when I threw the pudding! Mr. Burns: Do it again! I'll make it an even eight. Homer: You're the boss :hurls another: Lenny: Ow! I'm in hell! Mr. Burns: Let's keep the laugh's coming eh, Simpson? Let's say I make you my executive in charge of recreation. No, better yet.. my prank monkey! Homer: Will you keep giving me money? Mr. Burns: I can't have my little monkey running around in rags! Homer: Woohoo! :hurls another pudding, at Carl: Carl: HEY! Mr. Burns: What are you doing, man!? That's Carl! Bart: Wanna rehearse, dad? Homer: I don't need to rehearse! HO HO HO, Merry... line Bart: Christmas.. Homer: Huh? Lemme see that! Homer: Ho Ho Ho! Merry everyone!
