All Right. His Story Checks Out.
All right. His story checks out.
-- Homer Simpson, checking in the encyclopedia
under "Bush, George"
Two Bad Neighbors
Homer: All right, his story checks out. Marge, would you love me more if I were President?
'Cause I'll do it if it'll make you happy. Marge...
Homer: First Bush invades my home turf, then he takes my pals, then he makes fun of the way I talk -- probably.
Now he steals my right to raise a disobedient, smart-alecky son!...
Barbara: George, it's time to get dressed. George
N'uh huh. Not going outside today, not with those neighbors....
George: Hey, turkeys! Behind you. [Bart and Homer turn around] Home
For the last time, Bush, apologize for spanking my boy!...
First Bush invades my home turf, then he takes my pals, then he makes fun of the way I talk -- probably -- now he steals my right to raise a disobedient, smart-alecky son!
Well, that's it! -- Homer Simpson Two Bad Neighbo...
George: Hi there, neighbors. Uh, I'm...George Bush.
[everyone stares] Former _president_ George Bush?...
Homer: [chuckles] This is going to be sweet. Two hundred bottle rockets and George Bush doing toe touches by an open window!
Bart: You get one up his butt, it's a million points....
Barbara: It's a shame it didn't work out, Marge, but George just felt this neighborhood brought out the worst in him, and -- [Bush honks his horn impatiently] -- oh, my.
Well, so long. [Bar gets in; they drive off] Marge...
Marge: President Bush is driving on our lawn! He must be lost.
Homer: [threatening] He's not lost. Bart: Looks like we're experiencing some blowback from the wig offensive....