Lisa: Uhh, excuse me? Isn't there anything here that doesn't have meat
in it?
Doris: Possibly the meat loaf.
Lisa: Well, I believe you're required to provide a vegetarian
alternative.
Doris: [Picks up a hot dog in a bun, shakes the weiner out, and slaps
the bun down on Lisa's tray.] Yum. It's rich in bunly goodness.
Lisa: [Drolly.] Do you remember when you lost your passion for this
work?
-- Some time before the Alamo, methinks,
"Lisa the Vegetarian"
in it?
Doris: Possibly the meat loaf.
Lisa: Well, I believe you're required to provide a vegetarian
alternative.
Doris: [Picks up a hot dog in a bun, shakes the weiner out, and slaps
the bun down on Lisa's tray.] Yum. It's rich in bunly goodness.
Lisa: [Drolly.] Do you remember when you lost your passion for this
work?
-- Some time before the Alamo, methinks,
"Lisa the Vegetarian"
Related:
- Lisa: The whole world wants me to eat meat. I can't fight it anymore.
[She musters her resolve and bites into a hot dog.... - Homer: Look kids! I just got my party invitiations back from the
printers.
Lisa: [Reading the invitation.] "Come to Homer's BBBQ.... - Homer: Marge? Since I'm not talking to Lisa, would you please ask her
to pass me the syrup?
Marge: [Wearily] Dear, please pass your father the syrup, Lisa.... - Hibbert: Aaah. Diagnosis -- delicious.
Homer: I've got the presciption for you, another hot beef injection!
Wiggum: Uuuh, Homer? Bring me another one of those.... - Lisa: Wait Dad! Good news, everyone! You don't have to eat meat!
I've got enough gazpacho for everyone. [Crowd murmurs.... - Homer: Lisa! Lisa! Come back before everyone finds out what a horrible
father I am.
Lisa: Hi dad. Looking for me? Homer: I don't know.... - Troy: Nothing beats a stroll in cattle country. Hi, I'm Troy McClure.
You may remember me from such educational films as "Two Minus Three Equals Negative Fun" and "Firecracke... - Bart: Give it up Dad. Piggy ain't coming back.
Home
Lisa! You ruined my barbeque! I demand you apologize this second!... - Lamb: [In a baaa-ful voice...] Please Lisa, I thought you loved me,
loved me.
Marge: What's wrong, Lisa? Didn't you get enough lamb chops?...
