Me mule wouldn't work in the mud. [mournfully] So I had to put
seventeen bullets in 'er!
-- Willy, problem-solver, "Treehouse of Horror IV"
seventeen bullets in 'er!
-- Willy, problem-solver, "Treehouse of Horror IV"
Related:
- Skinner: Willy, some time over the holiday weekend the beloved grade
four gerbil,
uh, Superdude, lost his life. I need you to air ... - Skinner: Our next budget item: $12 for doorknob repair.
Parents: Nay! [burning Willy tries to escape... - Bart: The gremlin's taking off the wheel. Stop the bus or we're all
gonna die!
[Seymour grabs him in a headlock] Willy: Take me bridle... - Skinner: Pull, Willy, pull!
Willy: I'm doing all the pulling,
you blouse-wearing poodle walker! -- Fitting epithets... - We had a story to go with this painting, but it was far too intense.
So we just threw something together with vampires.... - Burns: Hmm...who's that goat-legged fellow? I like the cut of his
jib.
Smithers: Er, Prince of Darkness, sir. He's your eleven... - Lisa: Bart, what's wrong?
Bart: [in a monotone] I just had a vision of my own horrible fiery
death.
Lisa: [expectantly] And? -- That's it?, "Treehouse... - Bart: OK, boy: catch the frisbee.
[SLH does so]
Good catch,
boy! SLH: [taking the frisbee from his mouth] Thanks... - I hold here a contract between myself and one Homer Simpson pledging me
his soul for a donut -
which I delivered! And it was scrump-diddley- umptious...
