Announcer: Krusty The Clown is brought to you by the new Gamestation 256... It's slightly faster! To the maaaax! Bart: 256? Oh and I'm stuck with this useless 252 :kicks it into an open fire: Gamestation: Don't destroy me! I can still make you happy! To the maaaax!
Marge: :singing: When you get a penny from a chum, don't just buy some bubble gum! Put it in your cap! Put it in your cap! When you find a nickel in the snow, don't just blow it on a picture show! Put it in your cap! Put it in your cap! Bart: ...I don't have a cap. Marge: :singing: When you spy a quarter in a pie... Bart: :moans: Bart: You're paying me in hair! Are you insane? Guy: :insane laughter: Homer: Take that Lisa's beliefs! Kent Brockman: Krusty The Clown has issued the following statement... "This, I don't need!" Lisa: Dad! Change it back! Marge: Yeah! That was the boy Lisa likes! Lisa: No I don't! Bart: Lisa and Jessie sittin' in a tree! k-i-s-s-i-n-g Lisa: Shut up! Homer: First comes love, then comes...um... dammit I know this! Lisa: I'd like to visit a prisoner! Chief Wiggum: Yeah, sure. Lisa: Aren't you coming with me? Chief Wiggum: Hey, I get enough flaming toilet paper thrown on me at home. Homer: No! I like to save the environment my own way
:does donuts in the carpark:
Mmmm, donuts! Homer: Marge! She's gonna knock on our stash! Marge: We don't have a stash! Homer: No of... course.. not. Homer: This is your fault with your non threatening Bobby Sherman-style good looks. No girl could resist your charms. Jessie: This was her choice, Mr. Simpson... Homer: I'm sorry, I wasn't listening. I was lost in your eyes. Lisa: Dear Lisa. You rock! Mom is calling rescue agencies, dad is building a giant ladder but it is a poor quality. We miss you, Bart. Homer: :strangling Bart: You call that saying grace!? Homer: Before Lisa died, she made this tape that I think you should hear. Lisa: (on tape) Dear Moe, if anything should ever happen to me, I want you to tear up my dad's tab, and pour cocktail onion's.... da-ad, I can't! Homer: (on tape) Read it! Lisa: (on tape) Pour cocktail onions down your pants. Moe: Well, I aint ever said no to a dead girl yet. Jessie: Nice work, tree. Now.... return to me. Oh right. I don't have super powers. Just yet. Song: This log is your log, this log is my log, when lightning struck it, it kicked the bucket Moe: I put some onions, inside my trousers. Song: This log, it used to be a tree, now it spreads love to you and me. Hey look, it's heading out to sea.
