Homer: Er, I need another extension on my mortgage payments.

Homer: Er, I need another extension on my mortgage payments.
Manager: I understand that Mr. Simpson, but according to our computer,
your credit history is not good. It says here that you've been
predeclined for every major credit card. It also says that you
once grabbed a dog by the hind legs and pushed him around like
a vacuum cleaner.
Homer: That was in the third grade!
Manager: Yeah, well, it all goes on your permanent record. I'm sorry,
but if you don't come up with that money by tomorrow, the bank
is going to take your house.
Homer: Well, good luck finding it, because I'm going to take the
numbers off tonight!
Manager: Well, we'll look for the house with no numbers.
Homer: Then I'll take off the numbers on my neighbor's house.
Manager: So, well then we'll look for the house _next_ to the house with
no numbers.
Homer: [thinks for a bit] All right, you'll get your money.
-- Homer loses the loan extension tete-a-tete,
"Homer vs. Patty and Selma"