Bob: [reading from the bomb casing] "Best before November 1959." Dammit,

Bob: [reading from the bomb casing] "Best before November 1959."
Dammit, Bob. There were plenty of brand new bombs, but you had to
go for that retro 50s charm.
[to kids] Well, if it isn't my arch nemesis, Bart Simpson. And
his sister Lisa to whom I'm fairly indifferent.
Bart: So, Krusty double crossed you. But your basic plan was pure
genius. Where do you get your ideas?
Bob: Oh please.
[brandishing a knife from hand to hand]
Let's not embarrass us both with that hoary old "stall the villain
with flattery" scheme.
-- The unwritten dignity code for showdowns,
"Sideshow Bob's Last Gleaming"