Inspired by the most logical race in the galaxy, The Vulcans, breeding will be permitted once every seven years. For many of you, this will mean much less breeding. For me, much much more.— CBG
Selma : There are some days when we don't let the lines move at all.
Patty: We call those: weekdays. (they both snigger)
Lisa: No thanks. Do you have any fruit?
Homer: This has purple stuff inside, purple is a fruit.
Milhouse: Bart, can we pick up that hitchhiker?
Bart: I don't see why not. (a little later, a disheveled hitchhiker rides between Martin and Nelson)
Hitchhiker: Bart, can we stop for ice cream?
Bart: Yes. (a little later, they all have cones)
Hitchhiker: Well, I don't think I was rehabilitated, but I guess they needed the extra bed.
Bart: (handing out envelopes) Gentlemen, for our road trip I have taken the liberty of preparing an airtight and utterly plausible alibi for use on our parents.
Milhouse: I have been selected to represent the school at the national grammar rodeo at the Sheraton Hotel in Canada.
Martin: I have been selected to represent the school at the national grammar rodeo at the Sheraton Hotel in Canada.
Nelson: (walking out) I'm goin' away for a week. See ya! (throws out letter)
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