Ned: May the best man win.
Homer: "May the best man win." The mating call of the loser!
-- From one who should know, "Dead Putting Society"
Homer: "May the best man win." The mating call of the loser!
-- From one who should know, "Dead Putting Society"
Related:
- Ned: So, my little Bartly, thinking of entering the tournament?
Homer: Yeah, he's entering. And what's more... - Homer: Hey, Flanders, it's no use praying. I already did the same thing,
and we can't both win. Flanders: Actually, Simpson... - Hey Flanders, it's no use praying. I already did the same thing,
and we can'twin. -- Homer, "Dead Putting... - Mm. My best dress...
-- Marge watches Homer mow the lawn in her Sunday dress,
"Dead Putting... - Scientist: Now of course only one of you will be chosen to go into
space.
So the next few weeks will be a grueling series of... - Ned: Calm down, Neddly diddily diddily diddily, doodily.
They did their best shodaiddily iddily iddily... - Ned: Here's a tasty little lager that came all the way from Holland.
Homer: Well, buggers can't be choosy. -- "Dead Putting... - Homer: This time tomorrow, you'll be wearing high heels!
Ned: Nope, <you> will. Homer: 'Fraid not. Ned... - Ned: Now, folks, nothing spells "fun" like rhinestones on a dungaree
jacket!
[holds up "Disco Stu" jacket] Man: Stu! You should...
