Marge: Are you sure the children will get enough nutrition from these
pretzels?
Skinner: [robotic tone] Yes, I am sure. Sure as sure can be.
[uses his injured right hand to give Marge her money]
Marge: Oh my god. What happened to your fingers?
Thug: [from inside the room] Boating accident...
Skinner: I believe it was a boking accident.
[from behind, a targeting beam aims for his head]
I have to go now.
-- Can't get enough of those *gulp* yummy pretzels,
"The Twisted World of Marge Simpson"
pretzels?
Skinner: [robotic tone] Yes, I am sure. Sure as sure can be.
[uses his injured right hand to give Marge her money]
Marge: Oh my god. What happened to your fingers?
Thug: [from inside the room] Boating accident...
Skinner: I believe it was a boking accident.
[from behind, a targeting beam aims for his head]
I have to go now.
-- Can't get enough of those *gulp* yummy pretzels,
"The Twisted World of Marge Simpson"
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Lisa: Oh, Mom! That's wonderful! Can I find... - Marge: {I got a report on a domestic disturbance at this address.}
Skinner:
{Yes, indeed there is. There's an inflatable bath... - Lisa: They don't like being broken up.
Marge: We've got to be realistic,
kids. Who's going to have a big enough heart... - Frank: Congratulations, and welcome to the dynamic world of mobile
pretzel retailing.
Marge: When can I start? Where's my territory? Frank... - Homer: The old make-out place. Hey, a new weather station!
I'll bash it good! [sighs] Oh, it's just no... - Lisa: Ew! Mom, this whole thing is really creepy. Are you sure you
won't talk to Dad?
Marge: Mmm, I'd like to, honey, but I'm not sure how... - Well, here I am -- 11905 Dead Weasel Road. I don't see any apartment
building.
You SURE you don't smell a fish, Marge?, "The... - Marge: [in bed, reading the shopping list]
I get the feeling there's something you haven't told me Homer.
Homer: Huh? Oh, I love you Marge. Marge: Mm, Homer...
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- Yep...another day, another box of stolen pens.
--
Homer leaves work for the day, "The Last Temptation... - Gladys: I would like to begin by reading a passage from Robert Frost.
"Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and...--" [the... - Lisa: Hey, the comic book store is still open.
Bart:
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friend,
not her competitor. I mean...she is a wonderful person... - Bart: Take him away, boys.
Wiggum: Hey, I'm the chief here!
Bake him away, toys. Lou: What'd you say, chief...
