Ladies and gentlemen, what you are seeing is a total disregard for the
things St. Patrick's Day stand for. All this drinking, violence,
destruction of property. Are these the things we think of when we
think of the Irish?
-- Kent Brockman, surveying drunks fighting in his
announcer booth, "Homer vs. the Eighteenth Amendment"
things St. Patrick's Day stand for. All this drinking, violence,
destruction of property. Are these the things we think of when we
think of the Irish?
-- Kent Brockman, surveying drunks fighting in his
announcer booth, "Homer vs. the Eighteenth Amendment"
Related:
- Top of the morning to ye on this gray, grizzly afternoon.
Kent O'Brockman live on Main Street, where today everyone... - Brockman: "What are _you_ looking at?"--the innocent words of a drunken
child.
Well, I'll _tell_ you what we're looking at, young... - Moe: Listen up, this is the busiest drinking day of the year.
Where are the designated drivers? [two men... - Parades just bring out so many emotions in me! Joy,
excitement, looking... -- Marge, letting herself... - Brockman: Kent Brockman, at the now-closed Duff bottling plant,
where a mysterious person in black keeps... - Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, this is the end: the end of dog racing.
Everyone: Boo! Marge: I think they're in love.... - Marge: What on Earth happened down there??
Bart:
One of the stills b... [Homer puts his hand... - When we walk to the edge of all the light we have and take the step into
the darkness of the unknown,
we must believe that one of two things will happen... - Narrator: And so, one town's brief flirtation with prohibition ended in
a joyous remarriage to Lady Liquor.
Congratulations, Springfield! We wish you...
From the same category:
- Lisa: I like you too, Milhouse, but not in that way.
You're like a big sister. Milhouse: No, I'm... - Lisa: Hey, I need that! [grabs her saxophone]
[looks at letters in garbage] Office of the Solicitor General?
Office of the Prime Minister? Hopping Mad Collection... - Smithers: [in the woods, a bullet grazes his shoulder]
Hunter:
Hey, sorry. I thought you were a deer. Smithers: Heh... - Homer: Marge! You waited for me.
Marge: Er --
Homer:
OK, Marge, let's go. Marge: I'll catch up to you. Homer... - Lou: You know, I went to the McDonald's in Shelbyville on Friday
night -
Wiggum: [interrupting] The McWhat? Lou: Uh, the...
