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• Hm. Friday night. Pork chops. From cradle to grave, etched in stone and God's library somewhere in heaven.
  .. -- Lisa muses on drab dinner fare, "One Fish, Two Fish, Blowfish, Blue Fish...
• Homer: Okay, okay, where do <you> want to go? Lisa
  Anywhere but hamburgers, pizza, or fried chicken!...
• Homer: What are you getting at? Lisa: Well, you're always trying to teach me to be open-minded, try new things, live life to the.
  .. Homer: What are you talking about? Nobody's trying to teach you that!...
• Four... three... two... one... Bing! We have meatloaf!
  -- Homer watches dinner cook in the microwave, "One Fish, Two Fish, Blowfish, Blue Fish...
• I've got a dried-out end piece with your name on it, Lisa!
  -- Homer serves dinner, "One Fish, Two Fish, Blowfish, Blue Fish...
• Homer: Is it done yet? Is it done yet? Marge: Your meatloaf will be ready in eight seconds, Homer.
  Homer: D'oh! Isn't there anything faster than a microwave?...
• Oh I want to be in that rumba When the saints go over there!
  -- Homer sings to Lisa's sax playing, "One Fish, Two Fish, Blowfish, Blue Fish...
• This is our karaoke bar. Now it is empty, but soon it will be hopping with drunken Japanese businessmen.
  -- Restaurant hostess, "One Fish, Two Fish, Blowfish, Blue Fish...
• Marge: Tomorrow night, it might be nice to go out for dinner.
  Homer: Tomorrow night? Friday? Pork chop night? Marge!...