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• Grampa: Hey everybody, I'm gonna haul ass to Lollapalooza!
  Family: Here we go again! -- More PowerBook Puke, "Sideshow Bob's Last Gleaming...
• Bart: Way to guard the parking lot, Top Gun. Guard
  I have three medals for this. -- Heroism at its finest, "Sideshow Bob's Last Gleaming...
• Guard: Authorization code? Bob: [sounding like Colonel Hapablap] Code?
  Son, this is Colonel Hapablap. That fool McGuckett sprayed runway foam all over Chuck Yeager's Acura....
• Marge: Wait! Wait, my children are in there! Guard
  You must be very proud, Ma'am. -- Thick as a brick, "Sideshow Bob's Last Gleaming...
• Hapablap: You know what really frosts my Kelvinator?
  That friutcup's probably still laughing at us from his damn hidey-hole....
• Hapablap: Ahem, ladies and gentlemen! What a day for an air show.
  Not a cloud in the sky! [Bob leaves the hangar pushing a wheelbarrow holding a ten megaton nuclear weapon] Bob...
• Hapablap: What in the world according to Garp -- ? Those are my dress towels.
  [tries the locked door] Who's in my private washroom?...
• Soldier: Ooh, sorry. We don't normally drive these in the Air Force.
  Wiggum: [cuffing Bob] Got ya, ha ha, you...TV-hating mutant!...
• Bart: Look at that hunk of junk. Grampa: Oh, jeeh -- you're ignorant!
  That's the Wright Brothers' plane. At Kitty Hawk in 1903, Charles Lindbergh flew it fifteen miles on a thimbleful of corn oil....