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Eat the trousers!
Quit living in the past!
...then I'd be a better public speaker!
^ I've been known to use this. ACTUALLY known to use this.
I filled the balls with a funnel
Mee Moo Ma Mo...
I'll be cue-ball, Skinner can be eight-ball, Barney will be twelve-ball, and Moe, you can be cue-ball
'I hope that's Shepherds Pie in my trousers'
and as for your grandma, she shouldn't have mouthed off like that!
No mother, it's just the Northern Lights
At this time of year? At this time of day? In this part of the country? Localized entirely within your kitchen?
That's not how I remember it.
'Tis replied Aunt Helga.
No, what I said is that he sleeps with the fishes
me mey mah mo
me mey mah mo
Yes I would, Kent.
That means you! Because you are the cat burglar!
So, Mr. Malloy, it seems that the cat has been caught by the very person who was trying to catch him.
do I dare live out the American dream?
Well, replace the word "kinda" with the word "repeatedly," and the word "dog" with "son."
There was something strange about how he walked -- much more vertical than usual.
wasn't it horizontal?
...I'm not wearing a tie at all!
Okay, now you tell one!
They had banished the awful lemon tree forever. Because it was haunted.
Now let's all celebrate with a cool glass of turnip juice.
DEL TORO DIRECTS EPISODE LONG COUCH GAG
Look Marge, you don't know what it's like. I'm the one out there every day putting his ass on the line. And I'm not out of order! You're out of order. The whole freaking system is out of order. You want the truth? You want the truth?! You can't handle the truth! 'Cause when you reach over and put your hand into a pile of goo that was your best friend's face, you'll know what to do! Forget it, Marge, it's Chinatown
Never, Marge. Never. I can't live the button-down life like you. I want it all: the terrifying lows, the dizzying highs, the creamy middles. Sure, I might offend a few of the bluenoses with my cocky stride and musky odors - oh, I'll never be the darling of the so-called "City Fathers" who cluck their tongues, stroke their beards, and talk about "What's to be done with this Homer Simpson?
Fuzzy like Willie's beard? Yes, exactly!. No, no, I mean, the whole incident is hazy. Hazy like the moors of Scotland?! Yes, exactly!
'Sure it is, look at the cover'
'But inside it's mostly about Ross Perot, and the last two chapters are excerpts from the Oliver North trial...'
on hands, marge.
'No, what I said is that he sleeps with the fishes! You see...'
'Uh, Tony, please, no. I just ate a whole plate of dingamagoo.'
We... we went... fishing
That bit is really, really...
it was the olden days
let's go get your mother.
I'm gonna shave it all off
there might be an episode where Marge met Homer when she went to see a show of his bro-step EDM project Max Powrex
You're banned from this historical e children's children... for three months.
and they think I'm slow, eh?
Seymour, I'm tired. Tell them we're going next.
Well, I'm not principal of the line, Mother.
And you never will be!
Yeah, well, listen lady
I'm gonna tell everybody!
OK. What's your first name Mr Burns?
I don't know.
I'm gonna turn this car around, and there'll be no Cape Canaveral for anybody.
BACK TO WINNIPEG!
Possibly while high... Cypress Hill, I'm looking in your direction.
Daaaarrrrggghhhh He'll be dancing for hours!
rail = rail
That's how much I care; I am planning for a fourth.
Dad, what's the point of this story?
I like stories.
I am proceeding on foot. Call in a Code 8.
YOU STUPID MONKEY
Oh you better believe that's a paddlin'.
Homer: Heh heh heh, I did it! Second in line, and all I had to do was miss eight days of work.
Man: With the money you would have made working, you could have bought tickets from a scalper.
Homer: In theory, yes. Jerk.
Look at him! He's wearing a belt!
you'll find a recipe for a ripping lentil soup.
WHY. DID I HAVE. THE BOWL?
its the bread of astronauts.
And I'd do it again.
Save them in a shot glass for someone who still has a shred of hope.
So you can either sit there crying and eating can after can of dog food until your tears smell enough like dog food to make your dog comes back, or you can go out there and find your dog.
Theeeeeme from A Summer Place...theeeeeeme from A Summer Place it's the theme from A Summer Place...
He can talk he can talk he can talk he can talk he can talk he can talk
I CAN SIIIIINNG!
Dr Zaius Dr Zaius
Oohh.... Dr Zaius
Dr Zaius Dr Zaius!
I think you're crazy.
Want a second opinion!
You're also lazy.
from chimpan-a to chimpan-zee
they CUT that bit out of the episode when Channel 4 aired it yesterday.
ONE OF THE BEST BITS
Ya UUUUSED ME!!!
You just give him one of these.
Hit with stick. Hit with stick
One trick is to tell 'em stories that don't go anywhere - like the time I caught the ferry over to Shelbyville. I needed a new heel for my shoe, so, I decided to go to Morganville, which is what they called Shelbyville in those days. So I tied an onion to my belt, which was the style at the time. Now, to take the ferry cost a nickel, and in those days, nickels had pictures of bumblebees on 'em. "Give me five bees for a quarter," you'd say.
Now where were we? Oh yeah: the important thing was I had an onion on my belt, which was the style at the time. They didn't have white onions because of the war. The only thing you could get was those big yellow ones...
Aye, the hotpants.
OK people, you heard the lady. Back into the hold. We'll try Canada.
Now watcha gotta do,
If you wanna get a kiss,
Is act real smooth
And make your move like this...
Ooh, I see.
So if I take your advice,
And make your patented move,
Then my chances for love
Will slightly improve.
Now what's that rule?
Play it cool.
Sit silently and watch this film
Aww. A soiled wig.
That's the worst name I've ever heard
Wait! Joey Joe Jo!
you gotta love that suit
I am Carvallo. Now, choose a club. You have chosen a three wood. May I suggest a putter?
Three wood. Now enter the force of your swing. I suggest feather touch.
You have entered "power drive". Now, push seven eight seven to swing." )
"Ball is in...parking lot. Would you like to play again?
You have selected, "No.”
kills me every time
Now as a special treat courtesy of our friends at the Meat Council, please help yourself to this tripe.
"Oh, I have had it, I have _had_ it with this school, Skinner! The low test scores, class after class of ugly, ugly children."
oooh, a gime.
the goggles do nothing
...that's right, Homer Simpson!
- No, I said you're fired.
- Oh. That's much worse.
*Shrugs* Gotta nuke something.
I was buying pornography.
fucks sake get it together man
Welcome to dumpville. Population: you.
You mean the chevy?
Dig up, Stupid
Oh, no. I'm not making two stops.
For not Ctrl-F-ing.
there's nothing wrong with the Bidet is there?!
The boot kicked Bart!
Alright they're on to us, get him back to Sea World!
Ach! Das auto-telefon ist ein nuisance-fon.
whereas black guys have names like 'Carl'.
or back in time"