15686
Homer: Are you sure this is the Sci-Fi Convention? It's full of nerds!
15685
Homer: I won't lie to you, fatherhood isn't easy like motherhood.
15684
Homer: Marge, I'm going to miss you so much. And it's not just the sex. It's also the food preparation.
15683
Homer: Operator! Give me the number for 911!
15682
Homer: The sun? That's the hottest place on Earth.
15681
Homer: Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-tip!
15680
Barney: Aaah! Natural light! Get it off me! Get it off me!
15679
Homer: Lisa, vampires are make-believe, like elves, gremlins, and Eskimos.
15678
Grandpa Simpson: Dear Mr. President, There are too many states nowadays. Please, eliminate three. P.S. I am not a crackpot.
15677
Milhouse: Remember the time he ate my goldfish? And you lied and said I never had goldfish. Then why did I have the bowl, Bart? *Why did I have the bowl?*
15676
Mayor Quimby: I stand by my racial slur.
15675
Ralphie: 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.
15674
Krusty the Clown: And now, in the spirit of the season: start shopping. And for every dollar of Krusty merchandise you buy, I will be nice to a sick kid. For legal purposes, sick kids may include hookers with a cold.
15673
Mr. Burns: [answering the phone] Ahoy-hoy?
15672
Dr. Nick: Inflammable means flammable? What a country.
15671
Krusty the Clown: Kids, we need to talk for a moment about Krusty Brand Chew Goo Gum Like Substance. We all knew it contained spider eggs, but the hantavirus? That came out of left field. So if you’re experiencing numbness and/or comas, send five dollars to "Antidote", PO box…
15670
Superintendent Chalmers: I’ve had it with this school, Skinner. Low test scores, class after class of ugly, ugly children…
15669
Homer: (On the phone) Yeah, Moe, that team sure did suck last night. They just plain sucked! I've seen teams suck before, but they were the suckiest bunch of sucks that ever sucked.
Marge: Homer! Watch your mouth!
Homer: Aw, I gotta go. My damn weiner kids are listening.
Lisa: We are not weiners!
Marge: Homer! Watch your mouth!
Homer: Aw, I gotta go. My damn weiner kids are listening.
Lisa: We are not weiners!
15668
Principle Skinner (to hamster): Good job Nibbles, now chew through my ball sack.
15667
CARTOON VIOLENCE! CARTOON VIOLENCE! - Bart and Milhouse

