Fat Tony is a cancer on this fair city! He is the cancer and I am the…uh…what cures cancer? Look out, Itchy! He’s Irish! Lisa, vampires are make-believe, like elves, gremlins, and Eskimos. Attempted murder? Now honestly, what is that? Do they give a Nobel Prize for attempted chemistry? Last night’s “Itchy and Scratchy Show” …
I’m normally not a praying man, but if you’re up there, please save me, Superman. You don’t win friends with salad. Thank you, steal again. Fire can be our friend; whether it’s toasting marshmallows or raining down on Charlie. Ahoy hoy? Please do not offer my god a peanut. Rosebud Bart, with $10,000 we’d be …
Donuts. Is there anything they can’t do? I’m normally not a praying man, but if you’re up there, please save me, Superman. Fat Tony is a cancer on this fair city! He is the cancer and I am the…uh…what cures cancer? Bart, with $10,000 we’d be millionaires! We could buy all kinds of useful things …
Well, how’d you become king, then? Well, we did do the nose. Shh! Knights, I bid you welcome to your new home. Let us ride to Camelot! It’s only a model. Sir Lancelot Bring her forward! The nose? Burn her! The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft …
I’m really more an apartment person. Hello, Dexter Morgan. Tonight’s the night. And it’s going to happen again and again. It has to happen. Let’s Give the Boy a Hand I’m real proud of you for coming, bro. I know you hate funerals. Watching ice melt. This is fun. Like a sloth. I can do …
I’m going to tell you something that I’ve never told anyone before. I will not kill my sister. I will not kill my sister. I will not kill my sister. I’m a sociopath; there’s not much he can do for me. Tonight’s the night. And it’s going to happen again and again. It has to …
I am the Doctor, and you are the Daleks! Did I mention we have comfy chairs? They’re not aliens, they’re Earth…liens! The Next Doctor Sorry, checking all the water in this area; there’s an escaped fish. *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! Did …
I’m a monster. As you may or may not know, Lindsay and I have hit a bit of a rough patch. Bad news. Andy Griffith turned us down. He didn’t like his trailer. I’m afraid I just blue myself. I don’t criticize you! And if you’re worried about criticism, sometimes a diet is the best …
And so we say goodbye to our beloved pet, Nibbler, who’s gone to a place where I, too, hope one day to go. The toilet. Would you censor the Venus de Venus just because you can see her spewers? No, I’m Santa Claus! Oh, how awful. Did he at least die painlessly? …To shreds, you …