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• Milhouse: Bart, my mom won't let me be your friend any more.
  That's why you couldn't come to the party....
• Jacques: First, you must get to know your lane. Feel the slickness, feel the slippery finish.
  Caresses it, experience it. Quite smooth, isn't it?...
• Milhouse: [on the walkie talkie] Milhouse to Bart.
  Do you want to come over and play? Ba...
• Marge: Homer! Bart! Maggie! Company eating rules.
  Homer: [burps] Oh, right. [everyone eats all delicate, like] Ba...
• Tutor: Fifteen minute recess, Milhouse. The recess assignment is chapter three through seven.
  Milhouse: Yay! Recess! [tears outside] Ba...
• Bart: Wow, Mom, I never pictured you as any kind of authority figure before.
  Homer: Marge, I want you to take care of yourself out there....
• Bart: Can I come to the candy show, huh, huh? Can I, can I?
  Huh, huh, huh? Can I? Can I? Lisa: No, me!...
• Homer: Lisa, if the Bible has taught us nothing else -- and it hasn't -- it's that girls should stick to girls' sports, such as hot-oil wrestling, foxy boxing, and such-and-such.
  Marge: I think women should be able to play any sport men play, but hockey is so violent and dangerous -- look at Milhouse's teeth....
• Bart: Listen, Ned Flanders murdered his wife! Home
  But why? She's such a fox. [Marge scowls at him] I mean, what's on Fox tonight?...