That’s odd. Usually the blood gets off at the second floor.
Oh, sure, like lawyers work in big skyscrapers and have secretaries. Look at him! He’s wearing a belt. That’s Hollywood for ya.
Hey dude, he’s raggin’ on your cord!
I need you to air out the classroom and give Superdude a proper burial.
I can understand you and still not sympathize with you.
Just throw the Goddam bomb!
See you in hell, candy boys.
I feel like a kid in some kind of a store.
The frogurt is also cursed.
Come back here, you little raven!
I do have sex with animals, but I’m not in favor of term limits.
Don’t blame me, I voted for Kodos.
Grover Cleveland spanked me on two non-consecutive occasions
Very few cartoons are broadcast live; it’s a terrible strain on the animators’ wrists.
C’mon, boys, let’s break some hearts.
Smashy, smashy!
I think I’m gonna call him Stampy.
Well, there’s… Jerry, the Cowboy. And that big dipper looking thing is… Alan, the Cowboy.
We’d like you to convey how warm and charming a person Mr. Burns is, while remembering that he hates to be touched.
Why aren’t we ascending into Heaven? Oh, right – the sins.