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| + | :'''Club owner:''' I'm turning this disco into a hockey rink. | ||
| + | :''[[Blacula]]:''' You mean a honky rink! | ||
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| + | :'''[[Marge]]:''' Relax, we're just looky-loos. We're only here to compare our lifestyle to our neighbors. | ||
| + | :'''[[Homer]]:''' Oh, c'mon Marge. It's not fair to compare us to an American household. | ||
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| + | :'''[[Milhouse]]:''' Hey, the lady in this picture is hot. She can calamine my hives anytime. | ||
| + | :'''[[Bart]]:''' That's congresswoman [[Bella Abzug]]. | ||
| + | :'''Milhouse:''' Ciao, Bella! | ||
| + | ---- | ||
| + | :'''Marge:''' I think you used too much plaster. | ||
| + | :'''Homer:''' Oh, now you tell me. | ||
| + | :'''Marge:''' I never stopped telling you. | ||
| + | :'''Homer:''' So that's what that white noise was. | ||
| + | ---- | ||
| + | :'''[[Moe Szyslak]]:''' Same old stuff: meatloaf, casserole, tunaloaf, loaferole, casseloaf... | ||
| + | :'''[[Carl Carlson]]:''' Marge Simpson's wasabi buffalo wings. | ||
| + | :'''[[Lenny Leonard]]:''' Ooh, an Eastern twist on a Western [[New York]] favorite! | ||
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| + | :'''[[Lisa]]:''' What do you think {{Ch|Thomas Pynchon}}? | ||
| + | :'''Thomas Pynchon:''' These wings are V.-licious! I'll put this recipe in the Gravity's Rainbow Cookbook right next to The Frying of Latke 49. | ||
| + | :'''[[Sideshow Mel]]:''' I agree with my fellow Cornell alumnus. Huzzah for Marge! | ||
| + | :'''Crowd:''' Huzzah! | ||
| + | :'''Marge:''' And how about a huzzah for my husband who paid for our new kitchen? | ||
| + | :'''Mel:''' Never! | ||
| + | ---- | ||
| + | :''[Bart and Milhouse are listening to Jazz]'' | ||
| + | :'''Milhouse:''' When do they start singing? | ||
| + | :'''Bart:''' Well, the [[Playdude]] Advisor says the music will get a stewardess to give you a layover. | ||
| + | :'''Milhouse:''' I hope it's [[Omaha]]. My grammy lives there. | ||
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| + | :'''Marge:''' In the [[Ovenfresh Bakeoff]], clever presentation is as important as taste. So I'm entering my dessert dogs. It's deep fried cookie dough with meringue buns, cherry "ketchup" and caramel "mustard". | ||
| + | :'''Bart:''' Mmm... It's dessert, but it's hot dogs, so it's good for you! | ||
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| − | :'' | + | :'''[[Chief Wiggum]]:''' Sorry, Ralphie. The Bakeoff rejected your recipe. |
| − | + | :'''[[Ralph Wiggum]]:''' I wanna be in the bakeoff! | |
| + | :'''Chief Wiggum:''' There, there. I think your grilled crayon sandwich was delicious. | ||
| + | :'''Ralph:''' You only took a pretend bite. | ||
| + | :'''Chief Wiggum:''' No, I'm eating it, look. | ||
| + | :''[he swallows it with great difficulty]'' | ||
| + | :'''Ralph:''' Can you taste the thumbtacks? | ||
| + | :'''Chief Wiggum:''' Aw, crap. | ||
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| − | :'' | + | :''[Bart is dressed in a smoking jacket and carrying a pipe]'' |
| + | :'''[[Nelson Muntz]]:''' Haw Haw! Bart looks different today. | ||
| + | :'''Bart:''' Ah, Nelson. Your debonair wit reminds me of a young {{W|Mort Sahl}}. | ||
| + | :'''Nelson:''' Guh? | ||
| + | :'''Bart:''' Listen up, ring-a-ding-dingers. I'm throwin' a little sip'n'quip at the Playdude Treehouse. Saturday night, at the top of the ladder. Be there or be square. | ||
| + | :'''Ralph:''' I want to be a triangle. | ||
| + | :'''Bart:''' You're not invited. | ||
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- Club owner: I'm turning this disco into a hockey rink.
- Blacula:' You mean a honky rink!
- Marge: Relax, we're just looky-loos. We're only here to compare our lifestyle to our neighbors.
- Homer: Oh, c'mon Marge. It's not fair to compare us to an American household.
- Milhouse: Hey, the lady in this picture is hot. She can calamine my hives anytime.
- Bart: That's congresswoman Bella Abzug.
- Milhouse: Ciao, Bella!
- Marge: I think you used too much plaster.
- Homer: Oh, now you tell me.
- Marge: I never stopped telling you.
- Homer: So that's what that white noise was.
- Moe Szyslak: Same old stuff: meatloaf, casserole, tunaloaf, loaferole, casseloaf...
- Carl Carlson: Marge Simpson's wasabi buffalo wings.
- Lenny Leonard: Ooh, an Eastern twist on a Western New York favorite!
- Lisa: What do you think Thomas Pynchon?
- Thomas Pynchon: These wings are V.-licious! I'll put this recipe in the Gravity's Rainbow Cookbook right next to The Frying of Latke 49.
- Sideshow Mel: I agree with my fellow Cornell alumnus. Huzzah for Marge!
- Crowd: Huzzah!
- Marge: And how about a huzzah for my husband who paid for our new kitchen?
- Mel: Never!
- [Bart and Milhouse are listening to Jazz]
- Milhouse: When do they start singing?
- Bart: Well, the Playdude Advisor says the music will get a stewardess to give you a layover.
- Milhouse: I hope it's Omaha. My grammy lives there.
- Marge: In the Ovenfresh Bakeoff, clever presentation is as important as taste. So I'm entering my dessert dogs. It's deep fried cookie dough with meringue buns, cherry "ketchup" and caramel "mustard".
- Bart: Mmm... It's dessert, but it's hot dogs, so it's good for you!
- Chief Wiggum: Sorry, Ralphie. The Bakeoff rejected your recipe.
- Ralph Wiggum: I wanna be in the bakeoff!
- Chief Wiggum: There, there. I think your grilled crayon sandwich was delicious.
- Ralph: You only took a pretend bite.
- Chief Wiggum: No, I'm eating it, look.
- [he swallows it with great difficulty]
- Ralph: Can you taste the thumbtacks?
- Chief Wiggum: Aw, crap.
- [Bart is dressed in a smoking jacket and carrying a pipe]
- Nelson Muntz: Haw Haw! Bart looks different today.
- Bart: Ah, Nelson. Your debonair wit reminds me of a young Mort Sahl.
- Nelson: Guh?
- Bart: Listen up, ring-a-ding-dingers. I'm throwin' a little sip'n'quip at the Playdude Treehouse. Saturday night, at the top of the ladder. Be there or be square.
- Ralph: I want to be a triangle.
- Bart: You're not invited.
