Sorry, offer's expired, I guess we'll just have to let the jury decide, twelve good men and true, good day. Smithers, release the hounds.
Showing posts with label Bart Gets Hit by a Car. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bart Gets Hit by a Car. Show all posts
Bad news! Your son is a very sick boy.
Bad news! Your son is a very sick boy. Just look at the x-rays! You see that dark spot there? Whiplash. And this smudge here that looks like my fingerprint? No! That's trauma!
Doctors are idiots!
Doctors? Doctors are idiots! There's no telling what kind of permanent injuries he might have. You might have to wait on him hand and foot for the rest of his natural life! That's the downside. Now here's the good part. You can ching-ching-ching cash in on this tragedy!
Okay, let's just pull up your file here.
Okay, let's just pull up your file here. Seems to be a mistake. According to this, you're not due to arrive here until the next time the Yankees win the pennant. That's nearly a century from now. Boy, is my face red.
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