Ned: [notes Marge squeezing a grapefruit]
Marge Simpson! Still making juice the old-fashioned way?
[actually, Marge is squeezing it on Lisa's hair]
Lisa: No, I've got gum in my hair.
Marge: Oh, we've tried everything: olive oil, lemon juice, tartar
sauce, chocolate syrup, gravy, bacon fat, hummus and baba
ganoush.
Lisa: My scalp hurts from horsefly bites.
Ned: Why don't you freeze it with an ice cube, and hit it with a
hammer? Works for me when I get bubbly-gum in the old push-
broom.
-- The Eternal Question of Gum in One's Hair,
"Twenty-Two Short Films About Springfield"
Marge Simpson! Still making juice the old-fashioned way?
[actually, Marge is squeezing it on Lisa's hair]
Lisa: No, I've got gum in my hair.
Marge: Oh, we've tried everything: olive oil, lemon juice, tartar
sauce, chocolate syrup, gravy, bacon fat, hummus and baba
ganoush.
Lisa: My scalp hurts from horsefly bites.
Ned: Why don't you freeze it with an ice cube, and hit it with a
hammer? Works for me when I get bubbly-gum in the old push-
broom.
-- The Eternal Question of Gum in One's Hair,
"Twenty-Two Short Films About Springfield"
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