Ned: Howdily doodily, there, President Bush -- or should I say,
"President Neighbor"! I'm Ned Flanders, and this is Maude, Rod,
and Todd.
George: Well, howdily doodily yourself, there, Ned. This is my wife
Barbara. I call her Bar. Would you like some lemonade?
Ned: Tip top notch!
George: Okily dokily. [hands Ned some]
Ned: Thankily dankily!
[they both drink]
Great-ilicious!
George: Scrump-diddley-eriffic!
Both: Fine and dandy like sour candy!
George: Bar's a whiz with cold drinks, aren't you, Bar? Don't
understand lemonade myself -- not my forte...
-- Not a George of all trades, "Two Bad Neighbors"
"President Neighbor"! I'm Ned Flanders, and this is Maude, Rod,
and Todd.
George: Well, howdily doodily yourself, there, Ned. This is my wife
Barbara. I call her Bar. Would you like some lemonade?
Ned: Tip top notch!
George: Okily dokily. [hands Ned some]
Ned: Thankily dankily!
[they both drink]
Great-ilicious!
George: Scrump-diddley-eriffic!
Both: Fine and dandy like sour candy!
George: Bar's a whiz with cold drinks, aren't you, Bar? Don't
understand lemonade myself -- not my forte...
-- Not a George of all trades, "Two Bad Neighbors"
Related:
- Homer: [chuckles] This is going to be sweet. Two hundred bottle
rockets and George Bush doing toe touches by an open window!
Bart: You get one up his butt, it's a million points.... - Maude: Todd, would you like some mixed vegetables?
Todd
Hell, no! Ned+Maude+Rod: [gasp!] Maude: What did you say?... - Maude: What brings you to Springfield?
Barbara: Well, George and I just wanted to be private citizens again --
go where nobody cared about politics.
So we found the town with the lowest voter turnout in America.... - Ned: My name is Ned.
All: Hello, Ned!
Ned: It's been 4,000 days since my last drink.
It was my first -- and last -- blackberry schnapps.... - Ned: [sleepy] Howdily-diddely.
Phone: Greetings, friends.
Do you wish to look... Ned: [hangs up] Oh, it's that darn recording again.... - Abe: Boy, you borrow us some diving equipment while I borrow
this boat.
[starts sawing the anchor] Ned... - Marge: [checks her watch] One more hour.
Homer: An hour?
I can't wait another hour. What's keeping that stupid comet?... - Ray: [scrutinizing Ned's license] And your business here, Mr.
Flanders? Ned: Well, sir, I'm welcoming the Bushes on behalf of the Neighborhood Association.... - Ned: Jeepers H. Crackers. I'd better call the Reverend.
[pushes "Rev. Lovejoy" button on phone] [the Rev is playing with a train set] Mrs....
