My story begins back in nineteen-dickity-two. We had to say ‘dickity’ cause the kaiser had stolen our word ‘twenty’. I chased that rascal to get it back, but gave up after dickity-six miles.— Grampa
Homer: You look at this table, and what do you see? Just a table. Now a creative person like me looks at this table and sees all kinds of creative things. But no tables!
Marge: Homer, that's not a table, that's our dryer.
Homer: Aah! My files! (opens the dryer, and several pieces of paper come flying out)
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