Lisa: Oh, my German verb wheel. <starts saying german verbs> Homer: When, when? Ich bien hungrig. Marge: I'm sorry honey, here you can have the junk mail. Bart: Gas your termites, freeze your termites, zap your termites, save the termites. Bart: Occupation... butt doctor. Income. Whatever I finds I keeps. Name? Um... name, name. My name is Santa's Little Helper. Comic Book Guy: Oh pardon me Santos, if that is your real name, Bart Simpson, but your phoney credit card is no good here. Now make like my pants, and split. Bart: Order by phone. 1800..... our phone doesn't go up to 800! Unless... Guy on Video Game: You are winner hahaha. You are winner hahaha. You are winner hahaha. Marge: Homer are you wearing a tie to impress Laddie? Homer: Do you think he noticed? Milhouse: Remember when he ate my goldfish, and then you lied to me and said I never had any goldfish. But why did I have the bowl Bart? Why did I have the bowl? Homer: [well crying isn't going to bring him back... unless your tears smell like dog food.......] Willy: Yeah I bought your little mutt.... And I 'ate him. I 'ate his little face, I 'ate his guts, and I 'ate the way he's always barking. So I geeeve him to the church Bart: Oh, you hate him so you gave him to the church? Willy: Aye.. I also 'ate the mess he left on the rug. You heard me!
