Careful, Men. He Wets His Pants. -- Smithers' Instructions To Security, "Stark Raving Dad
Careful, men. He wets his pants.
-- Smithers' instructions to security,
"Stark Raving Dad"
Burns: Well, judging by his outlandish attire, he's some sort of free-thinking anarchist.
Smithers: I'll call security, sir. Burns: Excellent....
Burns: Why is that man in pink! Smithers: Oh, that's Homer Simpson, sir.
He's one of your boobs from Sector 7-G. Burns: Simpson, eh? -- "Stark Raving Dad...
Homer: This isn't fair! How can you tell who's sane and who's insane?
Doctor: Well, we have a very simple method. [stamps his hand, `INSANE'] Whoever has that stamp on his hand is insane....
Man: Homer, this is Floyd. He's an idiot savant.
Give him any two numbers, and he can multiply them in his head, just like that....
Lisa: Bart, in the split second before he died, I bet Scratchy appreciated his birthday present.
Do you see how this relates to us? Bart: Hey, you want that once-a-year empty gesture?...
Lisa: [wakes up Bart] Bart: Lisa! It's 6am! Something's wrong.
Dad died! Lisa: No no, he's fine! Bart: Well, whaddya know, I'm relieved. -- "Stark Raving Dad...
Homer: [talking in his sleep] pancakes... football.
.. boobies... pork rinds... waffles... Man: [to his stuffed animal] Bubbles, it's going to be a long night....
Bart: Hey, Mom! Dad's in a mental institution! Marge
Oh, my God... Mother was right! -- "Stark Raving Dad...
Aagh! Pink? Marge, I can't wear a pink shirt to work.
Everybody wears white shirts. I'm not popular enough to be different....