Bart: OK, but on my way, I'm going to be doing this: [windmills arms]
If you get hit, it's your own fault.
Lisa: OK, then I'm going to start kicking air like this. [kicks] And
if any part of you should fill that air, [kicks] it's _your_ own
fault.
[they walk towards each other, then start fighting]
Marge: Oh, I better go check that out. Now Homer, don't you eat this
pie!
Homer: OK...[Marge leaves] All right, pie, I'm just going to do this.
[chomps air] And if you get eaten, it's your own fault!
[walks towards pie, chomping air, and hits head on range head]
Ow! Oh, my -- aw, to hell with this. [grabs pie, eats it]
-- "Lisa on Ice"
If you get hit, it's your own fault.
Lisa: OK, then I'm going to start kicking air like this. [kicks] And
if any part of you should fill that air, [kicks] it's _your_ own
fault.
[they walk towards each other, then start fighting]
Marge: Oh, I better go check that out. Now Homer, don't you eat this
pie!
Homer: OK...[Marge leaves] All right, pie, I'm just going to do this.
[chomps air] And if you get eaten, it's your own fault!
[walks towards pie, chomping air, and hits head on range head]
Ow! Oh, my -- aw, to hell with this. [grabs pie, eats it]
-- "Lisa on Ice"
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