I think it’s, “We’re filled with piss and vinegar! Oooh… now I’m just filled with vinegar.”
Jasper: Talking out of turn…that’s a paddling. Looking out the window…that’s a paddling. Staring at my sandals…that’s a paddling. Paddling the school canoe…ooh, you better believe that’s a paddling.
It’s “I’m filled with piss and vinegar! At first, I was just filled with vinegar.”
It’s actually “Ooh! Floor Pie!”.
But a great moment nonetheless.
Yoink!
Burns-Oh come on simpson use any open faced club, a sand wedge
Homer- mmmm open faced club sandwhich…
favorite line ever
Bart is standing before a large interactive Smokey the Bear display.
Robotic Smokey: Only who can prevent forest fires?
[out of choices “you” and “me”, Bart presses “you”.]
Robotic Smokey: You pressed “You” referring to me. The correct answer was you.
It is such a perfect reflection of life.
Bart: A good dad wouldn’t miss his son’s Little League games.
Homer: I told you—I find them boring!
Lisa needs braces…
Mr. Burns: This is a thousand monkeys working at a thousand typewriters. Soon, they’ll have written the greatest novel known to mankind. It was the best of times, it was the BLURST OF TIMES!!!??? You stupid monkey!
Jane: Would you rather have beer, or complete and utter contentment?
Homer: What kind of beer?
Homer: Mmmm…sacrilicious.
There’s a scene where Homer is trying to buy illegal fireworks at a convenience store he knows sells them, but he wants to be casual about it. So the fireworks are part of a bunch of random purchases of his, that include a porno magazine, a box of condoms, cheap booze, panty shields, and enemas.
When he gets home, Marge looks in the bag and says, “I don’t know what you have planned for tonight, but count me out.”
On the ‘alternate Smithers-did-it ending’ to the ‘Who Shot Mr. Burns?’ episode:
Troy McClure: “But for that ending to work, you would have had to ignore all that overwhelming Simpsons DNA evidence. And that would have been truly stupid.”
(the family driving up to a casino)
Marge: Homer, you know I have a gambling problem.
Homer: Well, what better place to celebrate your recovery than amidst the frenzied excitement of the casino floor?
One I just saw in syndication:
Superintendent Chalmers: I don’t belong in here! I’m not bald, I’m balding. Why will no one respect the ‘-ding’?
Skinner: I respect the ‘-ding’, sir.
Chalmers: What the hell are you talking about?
The fat little German kid is being chased by Homer and says “Pleeze do not make me run, I am foohl ov chokolate!”
Marge arrives in Canada, looks around and says “Everything is so clean and bland! I’ve arrived.”
“Hey, Marge, remember when we used to make out to this hymn?”
Drug company worker: Mr Simpson, are you saying that the appetite suppressant we’ve given you has made you not the least bit interested in the food in front of you?
Homer: What? There’s food in front of me? I’m blind! Argh!
Drug company worker: Who would want a drug that makes them go blind?
Second drug company worker: We’ll let marketing worry about that.
“Tonight on Smartline: The power plant strike. Arglebargle? Or foofaraw?”
“Please do not offer my god a peanut.”
“Ganesha has been subdued. Let the wedding proceed!”
“Well I’m better than dirt! Well, most kinds of dirt. Not that fancy store-bought dirt. That stuff’s loaded with nutrients.”
“Attempted murder – now honestly, what is that? Do they give a Nobel Prize for Attempted Chemistry?”
“No civilization on Earth has ever considered Chief Hydrological and Hydrodynamical Engineer a calling. Yes, yes… The Cappadocians. Fine.”
Lenny “MY EYE!! I’M NOT SUPPOSED TO GET PUDDING IN IT!!”
Homer: Do your worst.
Mr. Burns: My worst, eh? Smithers! Activate the robotic Richard Simmons!