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• Homer: Hey, Flanders, it's no use praying. I already did the same thing, and we can't both win.
  Flanders: Actually, Simpson, we were praying that no one gets hurt. Dead Putting Society...
• Oh yeah? Well I think the fruit of my loins can beat the fruit of your loins any day of the week!
  C'mon boy! -- Homer tells off Flanders, "Dead Putting Society...
• Ned: So, my little Bartly, thinking of entering the tournament?
  Homer: Yeah, he's entering. And what's more, he's going to win, aren't you, boy?...
• Flanders: Y'know, Simpson, I feel kinda silly, but, uh, you know, what the hey, you know .
  .. kinda reminds me of my good ole fraternity days....
• Homer: Keep your left arm straight, Bart! Rotate your shoulders!
  Lisa+Bart: Daaaad! Homer: Look son, all I'm asking is that you try....
• Lisa: And I'm studying for the math fair. If I win, I'll bring home a brand new protractor.
  Homer: Too bad we don't live on a farm....
• Simpson, you're starting to annoy me. -- Ned Flanders, "Dead Putting Society
• I drag him over here, have a few beers... You can't blame him for erupting.
  -- Ned Flanders, "Dead Putting Society...
• Marge: Homer, I couldn't help overhearing you warp Bart's mind.
  Homer: And? -- "Dead Putting Society...