Ned: Bless the grocer for this wonderful meat, the middlemen who jacked up the price,

Ned: Bless the grocer for this wonderful meat, the middlemen who
jacked up the price, and let's not forget the humane but
determined boys over at the slaughterhouse.
[Homer appears at the window]
Homer: Hiya. Flanders. Ooh, dinner! May I join you? [climbs in]
[digs in amidst gasps from the Flanders clan]
Ned: Homer, I'd love to chitty-chat, but tonight's the night I do my
charity work.
Homer: Oh yeah, the judge made me do that once too. Stupid lack of
public urinals.
-- Much-needed city funds, "Homer Loves Flanders"