[to Maggie] Let her slice off the tip of your ear and she'll go right to sleep.
No.
That's not a choice you get to make.
The Simpsons · Season 23
[to Maggie] Let her slice off the tip of your ear and she'll go right to sleep.
No.
That's not a choice you get to make.
Ohh, I always thought tarred and feathered was just a figure of speech. Good luck patching pot holes and stuffing pillows now!
I pick up books like you pick up beers!
Then you have a serious reading problem.
Sorry, Dad. I was afraid of the dragon wouldn't cough the moon back up.
You idgit! Dragon always coughs the moon back up.
[hear the bullies] Someone's downstairs!
Don't even bother shooting us. We found a new place we love. It may not have indoor plumbing, but it has something else we treasure more.
Yeah, non jerks!
[The crowd gasps as Quimby and Wiggum realizes they were unfair to the Simpsons.]
In our new community people accept each other for who they are. I thought I wanted to come back to my house, but instead I'm going back to my Home!
It's time to start your annual mad dash around town to get her a present that's not completely insulting.
Is it possible for here.
[holding a cigarette] You sell cigarettes to kids.
Oh.
Please don't say one again.
[whispers weakly] Onnneee.
Homie, whatever it is, it's not happening.
[furiously turns red and angrily grunts] This yolk-separating camera-hog was supposed to call you and say happy birthday! From her show!
[calms Homer down] Well, at least you remembered I like her. [kisses Homer which ticks him off]
[shocked] A pity kiss?! [turns red in anger] That tears it! I'm gonna call that Paula Paul and give her a piece of my mind! Huh? The phone's dead. Normal, normal, normal, normal, nor... Uncharacteristic?! Hm? A chew-through. What could have... [sees the rabbit eating wire] Aw... I mean, [furiously turns red and angrily growls]
Aw, he's trying to eat "ewectwicity."
[angrily screams at Bart] You let this monster into our home, where he chewed through our one and only phone cord!
Wait! Maybe Paula Paul left a message.
[on phone] Hi, Marge! Paula Paul here, calling live from What's On Paula's Windowsill?, ready to wish you a happy birthday, but since you're not home yet, we'll go to commercial and call you right back. (beep) Hi, Paula Paul, calling back for Marge Simpson! Kind of a big moment for you, a little surprised you're not picking up! (beep) Marge, this is just plain disrespectful. I bumped a segment to do this and you're making me look like an a*s! (beep) Screw you, Marge Simpson! Don't read my books and don't make my recipes! May my curse follow you beyond the grave!
Check it out! It's on TV!
[on TV] They're booing you, Marge! An audience full of church groups and Marines!
Marge, go to hell, Marge!
[sadly turns off the TV] I think that's enough birthday fun. [walks upstairs]
[turns red in anger] Why you little... I'm gonna get... [grunts; turns his face normal] No, Homer. You can't strangle a boy on his mother's birthday. Juries hate that. So instead, boy, I want you to... [grunts; angrily turns red again] Get in that rabbit cage!
No way, man. I'm a free-range kid.
No backtalk! In the cage! Now! Get in there.
I don't think dad is coming.
[Looking at a painting of Homer as a horse's ass] I can see how this show isn't to his liking.
Every vandalism spree needs an obnoxious laughter.
For once, the Indian has been outsourced.
What.
Convenience forever, freshness never!
Finally, a supermarket with a clear premise - island something.
It's like going to Hawaii without all the murderous locals.
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