I’m a mur-diddly-erderer
I can’t quite recall this quote. It goes something like:
What a [?] way to start your Flanderific day!
…Now, there are two exceptions, and it gets kinda tricky here… 
It’s actually “I’m a mur-diddley-urdler!” which I think is even better.
Ned: You saw Ben-Hur without me?
Maude: We were broken up then-
I think it’s just priceless somehow. Though nothing tops “aw hell, diddley-ding-dong-CRAP!!” and the ‘Dick Tracy’ thing from Hurricane Neddy.
Ned: My name is Ned.
All: Hello, Ned!
Ned: It’s been 4,000 days since my last drink. It was my first – and last – blackberry schnapps.
[flashback of Ned and Maude in bed]
Maude: Ned, did you clip Ann Landers today?
Ned: [climbing into bed] Ann Landers is a boring old biddy!
Maude: [gasps] Ned!
[back to reality]
Ned: [sobbing] I was more animal than man!
Well, it allows for maximum mobility; feels like I’m wearing nothing at all.
Ned: I guess we’ll have an imagination Christmas this year.
Rod: I’ve got a pogo stick.
Todd: I’ve got a hula-hoop.
You name it, I haven’t done it!
Maude: Some people like chunky peanut butter, some like smooth!
Ned: Mmm-hmm, and some people just steer clear of that whole hornet’s nest! I’ll stick with just plain white bread, thank you very much, maybe with a …
Maude & boys: … glass of water on the side for dipping?
And I believe it’s: Go get Daddy’s exorcism tongs.
Hey Homey, I can see your doodle!
(Paraphrased)
“I don’t understand it, God, I’ve done everything the bible says, even the stuff that contradicts the other stuff. I even kept Kosher just to be on the safe side…”
I’m putting the FUN back in fundamentalism!
“Reverend . . . emergency! I . . . it’s the Simpson kids . . . eedily . . . I, uh, baptism . . . oodily . . . uh . . . doodily doodily!”
(when Homer comes over with a lead pipe)
“Were you going to give my noggin a floggin’?”
“Woa, this is turning into Spongebob No pants.”
(After the Movementarian lawyers break into his house)
“You know, I pride myself on being a good host, so I’m obliged to
offer you a beer - but I’m so darn mad, it’s going to be MOSTLY HEAD!”
Nothin’ at all…Nothin’ at all…Nothin’ at all…
Homer: Stupid sexy Flanders!
Todd: I said I don’t want any damn vegetables.
Ned: All right, that’s it, young man! No Bible stories for you tonight!
(Todd runs out of room, crying)
Maude: Weren’t you a little hard on him?
Ned: Well, you knew I had a temper when you married me!
“A rude Frenchman! Why I never.”
“Thankily-dank, Mayor, I shan’t disappoint. Har ye, har ye! I declare myself pinkled tink about Springfield’s Bicen-cidilly-ti-ten-toodly-rin-tin-tennial Day!”
“Dear Lord, please let tonight’s production be better than Othello starring Peter Marshall.”
and then of course:
Ned: Homer, we just hit something!
Homer: Ooooooh, I hope it was Flanders!
Homer, I hate to be a suspicious Aloysius…
I confess! It’s not five-alarm chili, it’s two, two-and-a-half, tops!
continued from ** BrotherCadfael**'s post
Todd: Daddy? Are you going to jail?
Ned: We’ll see, son. We’ll see.
from the episode where Ned and HOmer are buddies, Homer Loves Flanders, clipped from our favourite Simpsons information archive www.snpp.com .
As Flanders plays basketball with his kids, Homer appears through the hedge separating the neighbor’s houses.
Homer: Hey! What’s up for today, Neddy?
Ned: Uh, er, Homer, we’re gonna visit the boys’ grandmother. Family only, you know?
Homer: Right! No reporters.
Ned: No, I, I…I mean just the Flanders family.
Homer: [slowly] Oh, OK. [goes back through the hedge]
Todd: Oh boy! Grandma!
Ned: We’re not goin’ anywhere.
Todd: But you said –
Ned: Er…sometimes to keep from hurting someone’s feelings, you have to say things that aren’t exactly –
Rod: Lies make baby Jesus cry.
In the overcrowded bomb shelter:
Ned: Toodleloo, everybody; I’ll scream when the comet gets here.
Maude: Oh, I’m coming with you, Neddy.
Ned: No, sweetheart, you…you stay here because –
Maude: [quickly] OK.
Ned: I might go mad with fear out there, so Todd, I want you to shoot Daddy if he tries to get back in.
Todd: OK, Dad. [weeps and loads a shotgun]
<nitpick> if it’s clear and yella, you’ve got juice there fella </nitpick>
The cider episode was on yesterday.
We’re done-diddley-done for! Done-diddley-doodley, done-diddley-doodley, <slap>