Bart: Digital audio tape, my butt! When I was a kid, we had compact disks, and I don't recall no one complaining.
Barber: Damn right.
Homer: Oh, there's only one can of beer left, and it's Bart's.
Bart: (over radio) Rod, Todd, this is God!
Rod: How did you get on the radio?
Bart: Whaddya mean, how did I get on the radio? I created the universe! Stupid kid.
Todd: Forgive my brother. We believe you.
Bart: Talk is cheap. Perhaps I'll test a guy's faith. Walk through the wall! I will remove it for you... (he walks into the wall) Later.
Homer: That Timmy is a real hero!
Lisa: How do you mean, Dad?
Homer: Well, he fell down a well, and... he can't get out.
Lisa: How does that make him a hero?
Homer: Well, that's more than you did!
Wiggum: Your boy picked a bad time to fall down a well. If he'd done it at the start of the fiscal year, no problemo.
Marge: Bart honey, I made you an extra-warm sweater you can wear while you're down in the well.
Bart: Mom, it's too big.
Homer: Don't worry, you'll grow into it.
Marge: Sting, you look tired. Maybe you should take a rest.
Sting: Not while one of my fans needs me.
Marge: Actually, I don't know if I've ever heard Bart play one of your albums.
Homer: Shhhh. Marge, he's a good digger!
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