Could you please take in your jack-o-lanterns from past Halloweens?
Could you please take in your jack-o-lanterns from past Halloweens?
Care to join me in a belt of scotch?
Lionel Hutz: Care to join me in a belt of scotch?
Marge: It's 9:30 in the morning.
Lionel Hutz: Yeah, but I haven't slept in days.
You... have a husband?
You... have a husband? Yes, I can picture him now. Rugged good looks, sweater knotted about his shoulders, curly locks shining in the sun like spun gold.
I am the angel of death. The time of purification is at hand.
I am the angel of death. The time of purification is at hand.
You mean like, "Child Labor Day?"
Mr. Burns: Marge, what can we do?
Marge: Well, you could give them healthier snacks... theme days...
Mr. Burns: You mean like, "Child Labor Day?"
Marge: Mmm. Actually I was thinking of "Funny Hat Day."
No matter how good a movie is, it can't compare to the imagination of a small boy.
No matter how good a movie is, it can't compare to the imagination of a small boy.
During the war, Itchy and Scratchy put their differences aside and teamed up to fight a bigger foe.
During the war, Itchy and Scratchy put their differences aside and teamed up to fight a bigger foe.
[hiccup] Kill me... [hiccup] Kill me...
Kent Brockman: Tonight on Eye on Springfield, we meet a man who's been hiccuping for forty-five years.
Man: [hiccup] Kill me... [hiccup] Kill me...
Jin-gle Bells, Jin-gle Bells...
Bart: Jin-gle Bells, Jin-gle Bells...
Homer: Bart! Why are you doing that?
Bart: I'unno.
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