Homer: Now, sweetie, don't worry about a thing. I'll teach you to comb
it over so no one can tell. Just like my hair! [Marge imagines
herself with a Homer-esque comb-over, and breaks into sobs]
-- A fate worse than death?,
"Simpsoncalifragilisticexpiala-D'oh-cious"
it over so no one can tell. Just like my hair! [Marge imagines
herself with a Homer-esque comb-over, and breaks into sobs]
-- A fate worse than death?,
"Simpsoncalifragilisticexpiala-D'oh-cious"
Related:
- Jacques: First, you must get to know your lane. Feel the slickness,
feel the slippery finish. Caresses it, experience it... - Oh, Marge, I just had a couple of beers.
-- From Romeo to Homer,
"Simpsoncalifragilisticexpiala-D'oh... - Marge: Homer, I really don't like you telling personal secrets in your
class.
Homer: Marge, I didn't tell 'em personal stuff. Marge... - Marge: My, she seems too good to be true.
Homer: I'll say.
Her butt waxed the banister. Marge: Ooh, I can see... - Lisa: Uh, Mom?
Marge: [annoyed] What?!
Lisa:
Um, there's a hair in my soup. But I'll just eat around... - Homer: Now that we're all alone, Marge, admit it: you like Lisa best!
Marge: No! Homer: Oh, so you're a Bart woman, are you... - Still, no matter what Webster's says, to me a date is going out with a
guy you like,
and he opens the doors for me, and I comb my hair and... - Homer: So... how about those rainbow suspenders, huh?
Bart: Dad...? Homer: Pretty cool way to keep your pants... - Marge: That Shary Bobbins is a miracle worker. The kids love her,
the house is spotless, and my hair's grown back...
