You know what really aggravazes me? It’s them immigants. They wants all the benefits of living in Springfield, but they ain’t even bother to learn themselves the language.
“I caught mah wife in bed with mah best friend.”
“You bitter?”
“Ayup. Bit him, too!”
You’re like egg salad at a picnic, Simpson. Even when you look good, we know you’re going bad.
Oh, Abe. You’ve aged horribly.
I first took a fancy to Mrs. Bouvier because her raspy voice reminded me of my old Victrola. Oh, it was a fine machine with a vulcanized rubber listening tube which you crammed in your ear. The tube would go in easier with some sort of lubricant
like linseed oil or Dr.–Oh, I’m sorry.
Eat my shorts.
Don’t kid yourself, Jimmy. If a cow ever got the chance, he’d eat you and everyone you care about!
Come back zinc, come back!
Mmm. Tungsten.
It’s not a costume. They found me inside a meteor.
I’m Idaho!
Brilliant plan sending all the underachievers to Capital City until the day after the test.
That pizza delivery truck has been parked across the street for two weeks. How long does it take to deliver a pizza?
The Aurora Borealis? At this time of year? At this time of day? In this part of the country? Localized entirely within your kitchen?
Uh, actually sir, picture-taking is not allowed at this particular resort.
I’d like a hot fudge sundae, with whipped cream, and some chocolate chip cheesecake, and a bottle of tequila!
The Frogurt is also cursed. But you get your choice of topping!
Come on, pal. Fugu me!
This is indeed a disturbing universe.
I’m the first non-Brazilian person to travel backwards through time!