Lisa: Uh, Mom?
Marge: [annoyed] What?!
Lisa: Um, there's a hair in my soup. But I'll just eat around it.
Marge: What kind of hair?
Lisa: Well, it's blue. [produces it] Six feet long.
Homer+Bart: Eww!
-- I wonder whose it is?,
"Simpsoncalifragilisticexpiala-D'oh-cious"
Marge: [annoyed] What?!
Lisa: Um, there's a hair in my soup. But I'll just eat around it.
Marge: What kind of hair?
Lisa: Well, it's blue. [produces it] Six feet long.
Homer+Bart: Eww!
-- I wonder whose it is?,
"Simpsoncalifragilisticexpiala-D'oh-cious"
Related:
- Bart: Wow, Mom, I never pictured you as any kind of authority figure
before.
Homer: Marge, I want you to take care of yourself out... - Bart: He's great at pointing out everyone's foibles.
Larry: Hey, how're ya doing. Ooh! Look at your hair... - Marge: Lisa, I can't _believe_ it's your wedding day already.
Lisa: Mom, I feel kind of funny wearing white. I mean... - Lisa: Make sure you get my mom's hair just right!
Stacy:
[lops it off] Um, I think we'll use someone different... - Homer: Ah, home to my loving family. What more could a man ask for?
[Marge appears in her nightie, blowing her nose] Marge... - Bart+Lisa: Good-bye, Shary Bobbins!
Marge: Thanks for everything!
Barney: So long, Superman! -- Um, almost, "Simpsoncalifragilisticexpiala... - Jacques: First, you must get to know your lane. Feel the slickness,
feel the slippery finish. Caresses it, experience it... - Homer: I guess it wouldn't be right to sell Stampy after he saved my
life.
And the boy seems to have some sort of relationship... - Bart: Hey, Homer, how come Mom's going to the doctor?
Lisa: Is anything wrong? Homer: No, everything's fine...
From the same category:
- Wiggum: [awakening] Oh! Oh.
Eddie: I had an idea,
Chief: why don't we check out that suit Burns was ... - Homer: What's the meaning of life?
God: Homer, I can't tell you that.
You'll find out when you die. Homer: I can't wait that... - Brad: You see, folks, we're all trying to please someone else.
And as soon as you're not a human be-ing, you're... - Mrs. Lovejoy: Bye. Bye-bye. Bye-bye. Thank you for choosing our
church.
Bye-bye. Bart: [looking at Jessica] I've never... - And the man wants to hit the ball, too. [crack!] And he does.
And there he goes, off in that direction. And everyone...
