Bart: [whining] Mom, my slingshot doesn't fit in these pockets

Bart: [whining] Mom, my slingshot doesn't fit in these pockets.
And these shorts leave nothing to the imagination. These
uniforms suck!
Marge: Bart! Where do you pick up words like that?
Homer: [on phone] Yeah, Moe, that team sure did suck last night.
They just plain sucked! I've seen teams suck before, but
they were the suckiest bunch of sucks that ever sucked.
Marge: Homer! Watch your mouth!
Homer: Aw, I gotta go. My damn weiner kids are listening. [hangs
up]
Lisa: We are not weiners!
Homer: Then what are you dressed like that for?
Bart+Lisa: They made us.
Homer: "Oh, they made us." That's loser-talk! You gotta start
acting more like me and my team, the future champions of the
world. Nothing's going to stop us now!
Burns: {[in his office] Stop everything!}
-- Except for a little thing I like to call Mr. Monty,
"Team Homer"