I reached step one: She knew I existed.
Oh, your playing days are over, my friend. But you can always fall back on your degree in…COMMUNICATIONS??? Oh, dear Lord.
Hey, you want that once a year empty gesture? You got it, sis.
You think you’re cool because you buy a $500 phone with a picture of a fruit on it. Well guess what, they cost eight bucks to make and I pee on every one!
“Yeah, I bought your mutt. And I 'ate him! I 'ate his little face, I 'ate his guts, and I ‘ate the way he’s always barkin’! So, I gave him to the church.”
“Ohh, I see. You hate him, so you gave him to the church.”
“Aye. I also 'ate the mess he left on me rug. Ya heard me!”
Ooo, floor pie!
All right! Three-eyed fish!
I’m not gonna lie to you, Marge.
:: stares at her meaningfully ::
Since we have fifteen minutes until recess, please put your pencils down and stare at the front of the room.
Go home, children!
Simpson, eh…?
Isn’t that cute? He’s planning on joining the horsey set! That is it, isn’t it? You’re not planning to eat it?
Ooh, they have the Internet on computers now!
Bart, the Internet is more than a global pornography network.
I think I’m gonna call him Stampy.
I love that. Reminds me of elephants.
Oh, Doctor, I was in a wonderful place filled with fire and brimstone. And there were all these guys in red pajamas sticking pitchforks in my butt.
We show girls love on Valentine’s Day, and they let us blow things up on the Fourth of July. I just pray they never fall on the same day.
I saw a grackle!
I’m sorry, but all the animals have already been reserved for celebrities.