Children are so fat today. Isn’t there some way we can make money off that?

Oh. My tattered rags are caught on your coffee table. S5E22

Mr President, your welfare proposal is nothing but a lot of technical jargon and partisan rhetoric, and...

Why didn’t Marge also win “least distance traveled to be here” at their high school reunion?

'Oh my God, the dead have risen and they're voting Republican!"

No that's German for "the Bart, the"

If I don't save the wee turtles, who will? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! Save me from the wee turtles!

WHY YOU LITTLE!!

To my executor, Lionel Hutz, I leave $50,000.

His dinner is getting all cold and eaten (please change flair to s8e5)

I have the best father son relationship