Bart: [groans] Oh, my head.
Lisa: Tsk, tsk, tsk, the remorse of the sugar junkie.
Bart: Ohh...I don't remember anything.
Lisa: Really? Not even...this? [pulls back the covers]
[Bart is dressed as in a uniform]
Bart: Aah! Oh, no! I must have joined the Junior Campers.
Lisa: The few, the proud, the geeky. [laughs unsympathetically]
Bart: Boy, a man on a Squishy bender can sure do some crazy things.
-- Bart considers a membership in Squishyholics
Anonymous, "Boy Scoutz 'N the Hood"
Lisa: Tsk, tsk, tsk, the remorse of the sugar junkie.
Bart: Ohh...I don't remember anything.
Lisa: Really? Not even...this? [pulls back the covers]
[Bart is dressed as in a uniform]
Bart: Aah! Oh, no! I must have joined the Junior Campers.
Lisa: The few, the proud, the geeky. [laughs unsympathetically]
Bart: Boy, a man on a Squishy bender can sure do some crazy things.
-- Bart considers a membership in Squishyholics
Anonymous, "Boy Scoutz 'N the Hood"
Related:
- Bart: All I've got to do is take this uniform back after school.
Milhouse: You're lucky. You only joined the Junior... - Bart: OK, look: I made a terrible mistake. I wandered into a Junior
Camper recruitment center,
but what's done is done: I've made my bed, and... - Bart: Oh, man, how are we supposed to kill the rest of the afternoon?
Bum: You mustn't kill time, boys, you must cherish... - Nelson: What's in the bag, wuss? [grabs it from Bart]
Oh,
look: [contemptuously] Campers' Pampers. Heh. ... - Bart: Lisa, will you keep it down? I'm making a crank phone call to
Principal Skinner.
Skinner: [on phone] Well, as a matter of fact, my refrigerator... - Bart and Lisa talk simultaneously]
[Bart pulls back the covers]
[Homer looks grotesquely sick]
Bart:
Oh, man, Dad's dead. -- Can we still go to Duff Gardens... - Jacques: First, you must get to know your lane. Feel the slickness,
feel the slippery finish. Caresses it, experience it... - Marge: Bart, you said you were going to study.
Bart:
[clearly in pain] Oh! My stomach. Marge: Mmm, you... - Edna: Take out a sheet of paper, books under your desk.
Warren: [whining] I'm supposed to -- I've got -- I'm...
