Homer: Son, a woman is a lot like a... [looks around] a refrigerator! They're about six feet tall, 300 pounds. They make ice, and... um... [spots his can of Duff] Oh, wait a minute. Actually, a woman is more like a beer. They smell good, they look good, you'd step over your own mother just to get one! [downs the beer] But you can't stop at one. You wanna drink another woman! [gets another woman out of the woman]
Pimple Faced Kid: That man ate all our shrimp, and three plastic lobsters.
Sea Captain: Arr! 'Tis no man. 'Tis a remorseless eatin' machine.
Ralph: Mrs. Krabappel and Principal Skinner were in the closet making babies and I saw one of the babies and then the baby looked at me.
"Kurt, crackers are a family food. Happy families. Maybe single people eat crackers, we don't know. Frankly we don't want to know. Its a market we can do without".
"So thats it after twenty years, so long, good luck"?
"I don't recall saying good luck".
From another episode:
"My dad is a pretty big wheel down at the cracker factory".
Homer: Look, all I'm saying is, if these big stars didn't want people going through their garbage and saying they're gay, then they shouldn't have tried to express themselves creatively.
Lisa: Mom, romance is dead. It was acquired in a hostile takeover by Hallmark and Disney, homogenized, and sold off piece by piece.
Chief Wiggum: Can't you people take the law into your own hands? I mean, we can't be policing the entire city!
Homer: Facts are meaningless. You could use facts to prove anything that's even remotely true!
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