Oh no!! Not Souter!!
Two wrongs make a right Lisa.
[Marge about to tell Homer she was pregnant with Maggie]
I’ve worked it out Marge. There’s exactly enough money for you, me, Bart and Lisa so I can take my dream job in the bowling alley.
Magnificent.
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Brilliant. Unfortunately those days are long gone.
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“129.99 for ANY operation”
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The coroner? I’m so sick of that guy!!
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With my diet you can eat all you want, anytime you want.
And you’ll lose weight?
You might. It’s a free country
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Smithers I beginning to think that Homer Simpson was not the brilliant tactician I thought he was
In these straightened times for businesses, I can’t help but think of Larry Burns
‘Oh boy, customers. Papa needs a new pair of everything’.
Put her back in! She’s not done yet.
Dr. Nick : Hi, everybody! Now, tell Dr. Nick where is the trouble.
Grampa : I’m itchy! I’ve got ants in my pants! I’m discombobulated! Give me a calmative!
Dr. Nick : Slow down, sir! You’re going to give yourself skin failure!
Inflammable means flammable? What a country!
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Homer, I want you to show this woman the time of her life.
Gotcha. Marge, we’re gettin’ some drive-through; then we’re doing it twice.
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That’s influenza, that’s bronchitis, and this cute little cuddle-bug is pancreatic cancer.
