Inspired by the most logical race in the galaxy, The Vulcans, breeding will be permitted once every seven years. For many of you, this will mean much less breeding. For me, much much more.— CBG
Inspired by the most logical race in the galaxy, The Vulcans, breeding will be permitted once every seven years. For many of you, this will mean much less breeding. For me, much much more.— CBG
Selma: Mr. Burns has been shot.
Wiggum: Just a minute! This isn't Mr. Burns at all! It's a mask! Wait, it is Burns. Heh, his wrinkly skin, it...looks like a mask.
Marge: I don't think we'll ever know who did this. Everyone in town's a suspect.
Hibbert: Heh heh heh. Well, I couldn't possibly solve this mystery. Can... you? (points at the 'camera', which then pans out)
Wiggum: Yeah, I'll give it a shot, I mean, you know, it's my job, right?
Skinners: Infact to pay for the construction, the operation and the demolition of the oil derick we have eliminate all non essential programs... music--
Tito Puente: What!?
Skinners: --and maintenence.
Groundskeeper Willie: Aargh! I'll kill that Mr. Burns!! And... wound that Mr. Smithers!
