Simpsoncalifragilisticexpiala(Annoyed Grunt)cious/Quotes

Hey Hey! It's great to be back at the Apollo Theater and, uh... [sees the KKK sign behind him] KKK?! That's not good. [laughs nervously]

Your mother seems really upset about something. I better go have a talk with her... during the commercial.

A nanny?! But how am I supposed to pay for that? We'll find a way. Mom has made so many sacrifices for us -- it's time we gave up something for her. I'll stop buying Malibu Stacy clothing. And I'll take up smoking and give that up. Good for you, son. Giving up smoking is one of the hardest things you'll ever have to do. Have a dollar. But he didn't do anything! Didn't he Lisa? Didn't he? Hey, wait a minute, he didn't!

I'm here about the nanny job. I'll keep a watchful eye on your kids, and if they get out of line-Pow! I like him! Thanks. Hey, where do you keep the liquor? I hide a bottle of Schnapps in the baby's crib. I'm sorry, young man, you're not what we're looking for.

Hello. I'm Shary Bobbins. Did you say Mary Pop-- No. I definitely did not. I'm an original creation, like Rickey Rouse and Monald Muck. Now, as your nanny, I'll do everything from telling stories to changing diapers. Put me down for one of each.

Okay. Question two -- who was your last employer? Lord and Lady Huffington of Sussex. Marge, do we know them? No. Come on -- isn't he the guy I bowl with? The black guy? That's Carl. Oh yeah. So, you worked for Carl, eh?

Pop quiz, hotshot. I'm s'posed to be doing my homework, but you find me upstairs reading a Playdude. What do you do? What do you do? I make you read every article in that magazine, including Norman Mailer's latest claptrap about his waning libido. Ooh, she is tough.

Aye, Shary Bobbins and I were engaged to be wed back in the old country. Then she got her eyesight back. Suddenly the Ugliest Man in Glasgow wasn't good enough for her. It's good to see you, Willie. That's not what you said the first time you saw me!

Oh, Mr. Burns, I think you'll find all life's problems just float away when you're flying a kite. Balderdash. This is the silliest load of... Ooh, look at it fly. Whee! Look at me, Smithers, I feel practically superduperfragicaliexpiala-dohhhh!
 * [lightning strikes the kite, electrocuting Burns]

Hm. What's this strange sensation in my chest? I think your heart's beating again. Ooh. That takes me back. God bless you Shary Bobbins.

Ooh, I can't get enough of this blood pudding. The secret ingredient is blood. Blood, uch! I'll just stick to the brain and kidney pie, thank you.

Shary Bobbins! I want another beer! [singing] If there's a job that must be done, you'll find it's much more fun. You'll find it's even more fun if you get it for me. [singing] But the beer will taste more sweet, if you get up off your seat- Lady, the man asked for a beer, not a song.

Good-bye Shary Bobbins! Thanks for everything! So long, Superman!