Pfft! All the best bands are affiliated with Satan.
Dogs are idiots. Think about it, Smithers: if I came into your house and started sniffing at your crotch and slobbering all over your face, what would you say?
I’m here to win back Brandine. She’s been making eyes at the photographer that done come to document our squalor.
Ach!! My retirement grease!
I got me a future. I’m two days away from retirement. My daughter’s graduating from college. Little Suzie is growing up. As soon as we nail Mendoza my old lady and I are gonna sail around the world like we always wanted.
That Frinkiac thing is so awesome. I remember well the day I first found out about it.
Homer, organized labor has been called “a lumbering dinosaur–”
AAAAA!
Uh, my director is telling me not to talk to you anymore.
Woo-hoo!