The part of that episode that sticks with me is during the road trip, when we see Bart in the back seat chatting with the other boys. Milhouse (I think) exclaims something like, “If you’re back here, who’s driving the car?”
It’s Bart’s response that I’ll forever remember … “Cruise control, my man!” he says, as we see the car careen into a corn field.
Homer is trying to make breakfast for Mr. Burns. (Smithers is away.) Homer tries to fry bacon and it catches fire. He tries to microwave something and it catches fire. He pours cold milk on cold cereal…and it catches fire.
OK, this whole scene (“Here’s your crown, Your Majesty”) but particularly at the very end of the clip: the goggle-eyed Simpsons reacting to a couple with even worse marital problems than their own:
The Thanksgiving of Horror segment “A-Gobble-ypto.” I was going to describe it, but I think the title will be enough to clue in those who have already seen it. And if you haven’t seen it, like me until recently, you’re probably in for a nice surprise. Hilariously silly and disturbingly weird in equal parts. I mean it. The part where Chief Wiggum chases after them freaks me out!
OK, I clearly missed something here. What happened between when Homer turkey rejoices at the deaths of Patty and Selma, and then the settlement is on fire and everyone is panicking? Was it something Homer did?
Chalmers: “Ah- Aurora Borealis!? At this time of year, at this time of day, in this part of the country, localized entirely within your kitchen?”
Skinner: “Yes.” – That whole short is great.
I had to follow up on this. The other day we were teaching my toddler to use personal pronouns, and the challenge became apparent straightaway. I said, “You!” He said, “You…?”
“No, not me, you… You have selected you, meaning me. The correct answer is you, meaning you.”