From the expanded universe:
Bart: Hey, Lisa?
Lisa: Yes, Bart?
Bart: Why did the Newfie Militia enlist 10,000 epileptic
soldiers?
Lisa: <with a slight grimace glances upward briefly> Why?????
Bart: So the enemy can't figure out who's been shot.
J. Jonah Jameson-type character rifling through Homer's photos: Terrific. Outstanding. This has 'page 1' written all over it. (Holds up photo with 'page 1' written all over it) What the hell did you do that for?
Homer: I wanted to remember my place in the book I was reading.
Mmm... not bad.
Nice hot Mustard...
Good bread...
The turkey's a little dry...
THE TURKEY'S A LITTLE DRY?
OH FOUL THE CURSED THING!
WHAT DEMON FROM THE DEPTHS OF HELL CREATED THEE?!
"Maybe it's the beer talking, Marge, but you've got a butt that won't quit. They got those big chewy pretzels here, theSJanrtHHgym five dollars??!!!? get outta here........."
Marge, please. Old people don't need companionship. They need to be isolated and studied so it can be determined what nutrients they have that might be extracted for our personal use.
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