Brace yourselves, gentlemen. According to the gas chromatograph, the secret ingredient is... love?! Who’s been screwing with this thing?!— Frink
Brace yourselves, gentlemen. According to the gas chromatograph, the secret ingredient is... love?! Who’s been screwing with this thing?!— Frink
Homer: Marge, what about dessert?
Marge: For God's sake, you can pull the lid off your own can of pudding!
Homer: Fine, I will! (tries but the ring breaks off) Aah! Oh no, my pudding is trapped forever!
Lionel Hutz: I'm filing a class-action suit against the director on behalf of everyone who was cut from the play. I also play Mitch!
Marge: I just don't see why Blanche should shove a broken bottle in Stanley's face. Couldn't she just take his abuse with gentle good humor?
No notes have been added for this episode yet.
No parodies have been added for this episode yet.
