I can't read or write!
District attorney: What's the matter? Can't you read?
Krusty: No, I can't! I can't read or write! I admit it! I'm totally illiterate. Now are you happy?
Judge Snyder: Can it be that the champion of child literacy can't even read himself?
Now, we are going to set this pile of evil ablaze
Now, we are going to set this pile of evil ablaze, but because these are children's toys, the fire will spread quickly, so please stand back and try not to inhale the toxic fumes.
This may have led to one of television's best-loved bloopers -- Krusty's near-fatal, on-the-air heart attack in 1986.
Kent Brockman: From his humble beginnings as a street mime in Tupelo, Mississippi, Krusty clowned his way to the top of a personal mini-empire with dozens of endorsements, including his own line of pork products. This may have led to one of television's best-loved bloopers -- Krusty's near-fatal, on-the-air heart attack in 1986.
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Krusty: Mmm. Look. Plump succulent sausage, honey-smoked bacon and glistening, sizzling -- I'm dying. I'm dying!
Oh, Homer.
Homer: The reason I look unhappy is that tonight I have to see a slide show starring my wife's sisters. Or as I call 'em, the Gruesome Twosome.
Marge: Oh, Homer.






