Lisa: Eighth hole.
Bart: Aim for the octopus, third tentacle.
Lisa: Twelfth hole.
Bart: Bank it off the pink tombstone.
Lisa: Nirvanha.
Bart: A state of bliss obtained through the extinction of the self.
-- pre-game drills, "Dead Putting Society"
Bart: Aim for the octopus, third tentacle.
Lisa: Twelfth hole.
Bart: Bank it off the pink tombstone.
Lisa: Nirvanha.
Bart: A state of bliss obtained through the extinction of the self.
-- pre-game drills, "Dead Putting Society"
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I'm not sure how they're supposed to sound. Here goes... - Lisa: I want you to shut off the logical part of your mind.
Bart: Okay. Lisa: Embrace nothingness. Bart: You got... - Bart: Lisa, we can't afford all these books!
Lisa: Bart,
we're just gonna borrow them. Bart: Oh... heh, heh... - Lisa: If a tree falls in the woods and no one's around,
does it make a sound? Bart: Absolutely! [makes... - Lisa: What is the sound of one hand clapping?
Bart:
Piece of cake. [claps with one hand] Lisa: No, Bart... - Lisa: Oats are what a champion thoroughbred eats before he or she
wins the Kentucky Derby.
Homer: Newsflash, Lisa, Bart is not a horse! -- the... - Bosom.
-- Bart,
"Dead Putting... - Lisa: The basis of this game seems to be simple geometry.
All you have to do is hit the ball... here. ... - Homer: Keep your left arm straight, Bart! Rotate your shoulders!
Lisa+Bart: Daaaad! Homer: Look son, all I'm asking...
