Marge, where’s that…metal…dealie…used to…dig…food?
And from the same episode;
Oooh… A sextet of ale!
Forbearance is the watchword. That triumvirate of Twinkies merely overwhelmed my resolve.
Now there’s a Machiavellian countenance
Forbearance is the watchword. That triumvirate of Twinkies merely overwhelmed my resolve.
Now there’s a Machiavellian countenance
“You couldn’t fool your mother on the foolingest day of your life if you had an electrified fooling machine.”
"Ooh, look at me! I’m making people happy! I’m the magical man from Happyland, in a gumdrop house on Lollipop Lane!
…Oh, by the way: I was being sarcastic!"
The Land of Chocolate …
[cue “Holiday for Strings”]
From Obese Homer episode…
Homer reads the computer screen.
Homer: [reading screen] “To Start Press Any Key”. Where’s the ANY key? I see Esk [“ESC”], Catarl [“CTRL”], and Pig-Up [“PGUP”]. There doesn’t seem to be any ANY key. Woo! All this computer hacking is making me thirsty. I think I’ll order a TAB. [presses TAB key] Awp…no time for that now, the computer’s starting.
[reading screen slowly] “Check core temperature, yes slash no.”
[types] Yes.
“Core temperature normal.” Hmph. Not too shabby. “Vent radioactive gas.”
[types] NO.
“Venting prevents explosi-on.” Heeheee…whoa, this is hard. Where’s my Tab? Okay, then,
[types] YES,
vent the stupid gas.
Apu:…I have come to work off my debt. I am at your service.
Homer: You’re…selling what, now?
Apu: I am selling only the concept of karmic realignment.
Homer: You can’t sell that! Karma can only be portioned out by the cosmos. [slams the door]
Apu: He’s got me there.
Florida? But that’s America’s wang!
Don’t forget to bring back my car back.
“If elected Mayor, my first act will be to kill the whole lot of ye and burn your town to cinders!” - Groundskeeper Willie
Now let’s get something straight, The B-Flats beat Dexy’s Midnight Runners. It’s been almost a year since I first corrected you on it here. 
Of course, one year from now you can remind me that it’s really The B-Sharps!
Walks away mumbling something about stupid ironic internet laws and their stupid irony.
Homer sitting at piano, singing, “Baby on board, something something, Burt Ward…”
[spoken] “This thing writes itsef!”
Oops. I should have read the subject line a bit more carefully.
Silly, all you had to repost was, “Doh!”
HAH-Hah! :points:
And, you know, when I typed that I was thinking “…didn’t I make this same mistake a while ago? Oh well, somebody will correct me.”
Anyway: HAH-hah! 
Another tragic case of deja moo, where you’ve seen this BS before.
Insurance agent asking Homer where he was :
(Don't say you were drinking, don't say you were drinking)..."I was at the pornography store. I was buying pornography."
Also, the simple but classic lines :
"Hello. My name is Mr. Burns. I believe you have a letter for me."
"OK. What's you first name Mr. Burns?"
"I don't..know."