Dude, Where's My Ranch?/Quotes

F-L-A! His name is Ned! E-R-S! It's a stupid name! It's worse than Frankenstein or ! You can't upset him even slightly. He just smiles and nods politely then goes home and worships nightly. His Leftorium is an emporium of WOE! F-L-A! Don't yell at Ned! D-E-R! His wife is dead! Everyone just hates that stupid jerk! Springfield rocks with Homer's joyous loathing! Filling clubs with angry valentinos! You don't have to move your feet! Just hate Flanders to the disco beat!
 * He's a perky, peppy, nightmare neighbourino!
 * If you despise polite left-handers
 * Then I'd doubt you'd like that Flanders or his creepy little offspring Rod and Todd
 * [Rod and Todd are listening to the song on the radio.]

That's us! Hooray! F-L-A! His name is Ned D-R-S! He's so white bread! The smiling mustached geek who walks with God!


 * [The Simpsons are singing "Walking in a Winter Wonderland"' to Mr. Burns.]

Exquisite, just exquisite! Makes me wish I hadn't released the hounds...
 * [Hounds chase away the Simpsons.]

Should I call them off sir? No, no. It's their Christmas too.

Hey hey hey! We're halfway through our same song 6 pack! Now let's hear 's version of Everybody Hates Ned Flanders! Another cover? My god, let it die!

I'm so sick of that song! I know! I'm beginning to hate my own creation! Now I know how God feels.

[looking at brochure] Or we could go to 's  Village. And fight the crowds? Forget it.

This dude ranch is going to be great! A whole week without hearing that stupid song! You won't think it's stupid once you hear the extended salsa mix! [sings]

On this battleground in 1886, 300 Native Americans lost their lives, and 4 brave Americans lost their hats. [crying] Those poor hats!

I'll show you how we get on a horse where we come from! [stands up] Daddy, I need upsies!
 * Coming sweetie!
 * [Homer lifts Bart, places him on the saddle, and kisses him on the forehead.]
 * [Bart blows a raspberry at the other kids.]

Well, he sure shut us up!

Look at those stupid city slickers, with there fur coats and pointy hats! Homer, those are elk! Well I still hate 'em. [shouting at elk] Go back to Pittsburgh!
 * [Elk shy away.]