Dental plan!

YVAN EHT NIOJ.

Oh, you poor man. You're about to get poorer

We must crush the freedom fighters before the start of the rainy season. And a shiny new donkey for whoever brings me the head of Colenol Montoya. In that I mean, it's time for the worker of the week award

DAD! you killed the zombie flanders.

He was a zombie

Sir i don't think this is a good idea women and seamen don't mix

This ain't no splish splash show,

All hail our half inflated dark lord, oy, oy.

and

Goodnight springton there will be no encore

To stop those monsters, one-two-three,
Here's a fresh new way that's trouble-free.
It's got Paul Anka's guarantee

"If I don't save the wee turtles who will?"

"Urrrgghhhh!!....save me from the wee turtles!!!"

Don Brodka: Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Simpson? This is detective Don Brodka from Try-N-Save security. That's right, Don Brodka. Your son Bart has been caught shoplifting. Uh huh. Yeah, it's a shame, I know, but... well, try and have a merry Christmas.
I]hangs up[/I
Don Brodka: They weren't home, uh huh. But I left a message on their answering machine, that's right.

Pure gold.

More gold:

Homer Simpson: I]pressing "play" on the answering machine[/I Hmm, we didn't have a message when we left. How very odd.
Allan Sherman: I]sings[/I Hello, Muddah, hello, Faddah. Here I am at Camp Granada.
Homer Simpson: Marge, is Lisa at Camp Granada?


Marge, be not proud, one of my favourite episodes.

Horse_box wrote: »

Kent Brockman: Now, this technology is new to me, but...I'm pretty sure that's Homer Simpson in the oven, rotating slowly. His body temperature has risen to over 400 degrees -- he's literally stewing in his own juices.

Remember, by the way, to tune in at eight o'clock for highlights of today's vigil, including when the garbage man came, and when Marge Simpson put the cat out... possibly because it was harassed, we don't know.

I can't see through metal, Kent.

"DAD! YOUR HAND IS JAMMED IN THE TOASTER!!!"

"AHHHH! Get it off! Get it off! Get it off of me!" *throws the toaster off his hand and slumps down to floor*

"DAD! IT'S IN THERE AGAIN!!"

"AHHHHHH!"

FBI man 1: Tell you what, Mr. Simpson, from now on your name is Homer Thompson,at Terror Lake.Let's just practice a bit, hmmmm? So when I say hello Mr. Thompson, you say hi.
Homer: Check!
FBI man 1: Hello, Mr. Thompson.
I]Homer stares blankly[/I
FBI man 1: I]pause[/I
FBI man 1: Now, remember, your name is Homer Thompson.
Homer: I gotcha!
FBI man 1: Hello, Mr. Thompson.
I]again Homer stares blankly[/I
FBI man 1: I]FBI men stare at each other[/I
I]hours pass by[/I
FBI man 1: I]frustrated[/I Argh... Now when I say "Hello Mr. Thompson" and press down on your foot, you smile and nod.
Homer: No problem.
I]stepping hard on Homer's foot[/I
FBI man 1: Hello, Mr. Thompson.
I]Homer stares blankly again for a few seconds[/I
Homer: I]whispering to the FBI man next to him[/I I think he's talking to you.
I]FBI man gives up[/I


Prosecutor: What about that tattoo on your chest? Doesn't it say die Bart die?
Sideshow Bob: No, that's German
I]unveils tattoo[/I
Sideshow Bob: for 'The Bart The'.
Parole Board Member: No one who speaks German could be an evil man.


Bart: Take him away, boys.
Chief Wiggum: Hey, I'm the chief here. Bake him away, toys.
Lou: What'd you say, Chief?
Chief Wiggum: Do what the kid says.


Practically every quote in Cape Feare is funny tbh.

now my story begins in nineteen dickity two. We had to say dickity cause the kaiser had stolen our word twenty. I chased that rascal to get it back, but gave up after dickity six miles


and


Look at me, i'm the prime minister of ireland!!

Marge: This isn't very romantic. I think its an actual utility room.

Homer: No Marge! itts a romantic fantasy. I imagine I'm the janitor and your....the janitors wife! Who has to live with me in the utility room

This donut has purple in the middle. Purple is a fruit

Mayor Quimby Now I'd like to introduce our Grand Marshal, the Prophet of Love, Larry White.
Barry White: Barry White.
Mayor Quimby: No, it says here Larry White.
Barry White: I know my own name.
Mayor Quimby: Yeah? Well, we'll just see!