Hey, daddy baby, we're movie producers now. And we're Jewish!

In the opening, every character that Bart skateboards past is a regular, apart from this guy carrying a bowling ball. Who is he?

I like my beer cold, my TV loud, and my homosexuals flaaaaaming!

Don't worry, I'm sure he'll remember it.

Finding Simpsons in the wild just paddles my canoe

Eh, I could pull a better cartoon out of my a...

The life coping technique I still use to this day

"I'll KILL that Mr. Burns! And eh...WOUND that Mr. Smithers!"

I have to pay to see my own grandson! That's the Democrats for ya.

Mr. Simpson, this check is dated January 1, 2054.

“Naught-Naught-Naught…Naught-Naught…Naught-Naught-Naught…two. Damn Roosevelt!”