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• If that were a real girl scout, I'd have been bothered by now!
  -- Burns scolds SLH, his new attack dog, "Dog of Death...
• on the phone] Bart, I need some lucky numbers, fast!
  How old are you? ... [jots it down] Uh huh. And what's your birthday?...
• Employee: I don't need your crummy job, Mr. Employer!
  I've won the lottery! Employer: Well, who needs employees?...
• Homer: You'll never guess what happened, Marge. Are you ready?
  I have a feeling that we may win... the lottery!...
• Marge: Homer, we're on a tight budget, here. Promise me you won't get carried away.
  Homer: Yes, money. ... I mean, honey. -- Homer catches lottery fever, "Dog of Death...
• Homer: Hey, how come he [SLH] gets meat and we don't?
  Marge: You wouldn't want what he's eating. It's mostly just snouts and entrails....
• Bart: [Daniel Stern's voice, a la Wonder Years] Me?
  Get a job? Were they serious? I didn't realize it at the time, but a little piece of my childhood had slipped away, forever....
• Marge: What's the matter, Bart? Weren't you happy with him?
  Bart: No, he just wasn't the right dog for me....
• Bleah. The state lottery. Exploiter of the poor and ignorant.
  [turns on his neon sig...