Difference between revisions of "Pin Gal/Quotes"

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Lisa: I can't believe you still watch the local news, Dad.

Homer: Local news is great, sweetie. It's just like your precious Internet, except you don't post angry comments, you yell them at the screen.

Lenny Leonard: Hey, pal, if you don't like bowling, you don't like me.

Terrence: I don't like you.

Lenny: Mm. Fair enough.

Homer: I'll have you know this place is endorsed by a group that's popular with today's kids: ZZ Top.

Bart: How many of these lame-o beard-os are still alive?

Homer: All of them. I think. [checks his phone] Oh, boy.

Homer: Marge, can we have bronto burgers tonight?

Marge: Homer, you're not Fred Flintstone.

Homer: Yabba dabba d'oh!

Grampa: We did to that ball what we did to Hitler's bombs... got out of the way.

Jacques: Stop with the "shoo." It is I, in the flesh. You like the way I just said that word, "flesh"? I can make anything sound erotic. Garbage disposal. Toilet plunger. Lollipop.

Marge: And what if you show up and I'm not there?

Jacques: Then a good and decent man who loves you will suffer horribly. I mean, of course, "Homair."

Marge: You mean Homer?

Jacques: That's what I said... "Homair." He needs you to win now, more than "evair." And don't worry. We will not have an affair. Because fair is fair. And I love your hair. And now I'm off in my Corvair. Oh, I don't have a Corvair. Horrible car. It was the only one I could think of to rhyme. Stupid.

Jacques: Do you ever think of the night you almost came to me? I had showered four times, I shaved my face twice, I shaved my back once. I was ready for you, Marge. Later on in the evening when the doorbell rang, I closed my eyes, I opened the door, and I kissed. Unfortunately, I forgot I had ordered DoorDash. It was some 20-year-old kid holding a roast beef sandwich. Apparently, he came out the next day.

Grampa: Take a gander at his Facebook page.

Homer: Oh, my God. Oh, my God! What the... I don't know what shocks me more... these photos or that you know how to use Facebook.

Marge: You said it was strictly bowling. You swore on cheese.

Jacques: I never cared for cheese. What is it, even? Is it an appetizer or dessert? Nobody knows. Some come, they look okay. Other come, they got holes in it. Those are the more expensive ones. Why would you pay more money for holes?

Lenny: Ooh, she's been staring at that ceiling for 40 minutes.

Carl Carlson: Eh. Still the most exciting bowling match I've ever seen.