[behind the closed kitchen door]
Jimbo: It's hard for me to clean this giant pot when you keep spilling
meat tenderizer all over me. [click] Oh, great, now I gotta
work in the dark.
[at lunch, Mr. Largo, Miss Hoover, and Mrs. Krabappel eat
hamburgers]
Edna: Mmm, mmm, mmm. This sandwich tastes so young and impudent, heh
heh. Seymour, what's with the good grub?
Skinner: Mmm, well perhaps I ought to let you folks in on a secret! Do
you remember me telling Jimbo Jones that I would "make
something of him" one day?
Edna: [gasps] Are you saying you killed Jimbo, processed his carcass,
and served him for lunch?
[Skinner taps his nose]
Hah!
[everyone chows down with renewed vigor]
-- Make something of him...literally!,
"Treehouse of Horror V"
Jimbo: It's hard for me to clean this giant pot when you keep spilling
meat tenderizer all over me. [click] Oh, great, now I gotta
work in the dark.
[at lunch, Mr. Largo, Miss Hoover, and Mrs. Krabappel eat
hamburgers]
Edna: Mmm, mmm, mmm. This sandwich tastes so young and impudent, heh
heh. Seymour, what's with the good grub?
Skinner: Mmm, well perhaps I ought to let you folks in on a secret! Do
you remember me telling Jimbo Jones that I would "make
something of him" one day?
Edna: [gasps] Are you saying you killed Jimbo, processed his carcass,
and served him for lunch?
[Skinner taps his nose]
Hah!
[everyone chows down with renewed vigor]
-- Make something of him...literally!,
"Treehouse of Horror V"
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