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00:23:10
Dan Castellaneta, Nancy Cartwright, Harry Shearer
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Feel the slickness. Feel the satiny finish.
Dibs. First dib. I get to lick the beaters.
Tell him I'm going to the backseat of my car with the woman I love,
Oh, big deal. Dry macaroni, spray paint and glue. Whoopie.
The place where the waiter sing.
Ow! Ow! Ow! Litha, my "ongue" is "uck" in the "eater." My "ongue"!
- Meet me tomorrow for brunch. - What's brunch?
Marge, do you know how beautiful you look in the moonlight?
Everyone makes peanut butter and jelly sandwiches,
Your laughter is like music to me.
Better than the deed, better than the memory--
Nothing. Finish your steak.
- I'm here out of spite. - Can't bowl without a lane.
Don't worry, everybody. This will be a breeze if we all pitch in.
but it comes with a slice of cantaloupee at the end.
What the hell are you talking about? There's gallon of it!
It's orange juice and champagne.
You're in stage two, denial.
You can't take it back. You had your name engrave on it!
whose parents no longer love and cherish each other.
Hey, Dad. What do you say we toss the ol' apple around?
Don't be scare, Dad. It's not so hard takin' care of us.
You've knock over eight.
You never intend for me to use that ball.
Does the time always drag like this?
Don't worry, everybody. This will be a breeze if we all pitch in.
But if you laugh at what I say next, I will die,
- Someone who eats with his mouth shut. - What's that, Patty?
But your jelly stays right in the middle where it's suppose to.
- And Connie Chung. - And when he surprise you with the Connie Chung calendar?
I bet you don't know how to make a five-seven-ten split.
I don't believe in keeping feelings bottle up.
I just never mention it, but it's time you knew how I feel.
It's hard for me to judge since I've never bowl in my life!
You really thought I forgot, didn't you?
Bart, I read about what happen to kids...
We wanna take you someplace fun-- The Singing Sirloin.
I'm-- I'm awfully sorry.
I'm sure he doesn't do it deliberately.
Laugh out loud. You'll lose weight.
and you're too damn stupid to know what to do,
- Is Thursday okay? - It's okay, indeed.
You certainly have a lot of bowling trophies.
Your mother always gets to be alone with you, and now it's my turn.
perhaps shocking.
You'll love it. It's not quite breakfast, it's not quite lunch,
Time enough to start over with a new man.
So, 120 pins later, I am the better man.
They're far too tapered for the ball you're using.
What cosmic force brought us together, Marge?
but usually the jelly drips out over the side...
What else do we have to do? Let's check the list your mom left us.
This is gonna be the best birthday breakfast Mom ever had.
At least that way, you won't make things worse.
Many people have senseless attachments to heavy, clumsy things,
I've been waiting for you. Come in, my captivating one.
Your fingers are so slender, so feminine.
A little warm and moist.
Like two fragile bowling pins--
perhaps shocking.
Your fingers are so slender, so feminine.
That sounds delightful. Just you and me and the balladeers.
You need something lighter. More delicate.
- The tackle box. - Remember when he got you the tackle box?
Let it out, Marge. Laugh loud.
It's a very challenging hobby.
Some divine pinspotter...
You're so wonderful that you thought it was something offensive.
Pleasant dreams until the dawn
and you're too damn stupid to know what to do,
- Is Thursday okay? - It's okay, indeed.
Too exciting.