Simpson, Homer Simpson, he’s the greatest guy in history. From the, town of Springfield, he’s about to hit a Chestnut tree.
Ch-ch-ch-changes! Time to change the oi-yul. Changes! Don’t wanna be an oily man.
Lionel Lanley: Ya know, a town with money is a little like the mule with a spinning wheel, no one knows how he got it and danged if he know how to use it.
Homer:He he, mule.
Barny:What about us brain-dead slobs?
Lionel:You’ll be given cushy jobs
Man, this is crazy. I hope I didn’t brain my damage.
Extended warranty? How can I lose?
Damnation! Find me some good players, living players! Scour the professional ranks: the American League! The National League! The Negro League!
Where were you when I was straight?
And if that doesn’t work, six simple words: “I’m not gay, but I’ll learn.”
Dear Baby. Welcome to Dumpsville. Population: You.
Oh man, I wish. Dumpster brand trash bins are top of the line! This is just a Trash-Co waste disposal unit.
A shiny new donkey to the man who brings me the head of Homer Simpson!
Does anyone have change for a button?
No, you’ve got the wrong number; this is 9-1-2.
(I love how the Chief pauses just before saying the final number).
I’ve seen circus chimps who drive faster than you do!
God, shmod! I want my monkey-man!
We interrupt this public affairs program to bring you…a football game!
Could this be the best day of my life?
You always say that. I want to take a chance!
Sir, I need to know where I can get some business hammocks.
Man built this. It’s a vehicle.