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Selma: I can't believe I'm saying this, but, Homer Simpson, do me!
(Homer thinks she wants to have sex with him and is about to cut his head off)
Selma: I meant my hair!
Homer: Oh. (Sighs in relief) 

Patty: Who undid my do?
Ned: I didn't do diddley, and certainly not squat.

Homer: (Gasp) One hundred dollars? Marge, how much is that in smackeroos?
Marge: A hundred.
Homer: Woo hoo!

Marge: Well, Newsweek says it's good to change careers, right after they laid off all their editors.

Lisa: I don't get it. Why would a popular fifth grader like Taffy be into a Milhouse like Milhouse?
Bart: I dunno. It's just one of those mysteries, I guess. Like how do my clothes pick themselves up from the floor and fold themselves into my drawers.

Homer: Like Mozart and Johnny Knoxville, my genius cannot be stopped.

Hans Moleman: [Lisa catches him and Lunchlady Doris at Holding Hands Point] We're just trying to rekindle our relationship.
Lunchlady Doris: In the sack, he's Salsbury steak. Everywhere else, creamed corn.

Marge: Oh, Homer, you make my toes curl. You really know how to please a woman.
Homer: As long as I don't have to lose weight or change my pants.

Marge: Homer, thanks to your unlicensed barbery, Patty and Selma have been getting compliments all day at the DMV.
Grampa: You two look good. Open-casket good!

Lindsey Naegle: I hear this is the home of Springfield's hottest hairdresser. I need a haircut, and I need it in 3-2-1 now!
Homer: Lady, I'm not a hairdresser, I just put a new lid on a couple of trash cans.

Bart: (Jumps in front of Lisa as she paints) Ha-ha! I ruined your painting!
Lisa: Bart, this isn't a photograph. I'm not going to paint you just because...
(Sees that she has painted in Bart)
Lisa: Augh! You just ruined six months' work!
Bart: Gee, I'm really sorry... it wasn't a year!
Lisa: You're going to regret the day you were born!
Bart: I already do. It's too close to Christmas.

Selma: You did this? With your fat fingers and brain the size of a superball?
(Cut to cross-section of Homer's head, showing brain bouncing around until it comes out his ear and bounces away)
Homer: And stay out!

Milhouse: Lisa, I love you. Is that love requited or un?
Lisa: I'm sorry, Milhouse, but I don't love you and I never will.

Taffy: I love your poem. It was romantic, and it rhymed.
Milhouse: Well, I used a rhyming dictionary, but it only gives you options. The job of the poet is to say, "this one, I guess."

Homer: All day long it's boring, endless talk, and I have to stand there with a phoney grin plastered on my face.
Moe: (phoney grin plastered on face) Uh-huh.

(After Taffy abandons Milhouse)
Milhouse: You don't want me to be with you. You don't want me to be with someone else. how miserable do I have to be before you're happy?
Lisa: Milhouse, I... I... Argh [She kisses him]
Milhouse: Lisa, Does that mean you like me?
Lisa: Yes. No! I-I don't know! It means that... that life is full of unexpected things, and you should never give up! and you're cute in the moon light.
Milhouse: (Falls off mountain, but "rescued" by eagle) Everything's coming up Milhouse!

Sideshow Mel: (announcing who enters the policeman's ball) Dr. and Mrs. Julius Hibbert! Mr. Discoteque Stuart unaccompanied!
Disco Stu: My girlfriend isn't feeling well tonight.
Sideshow Mel: Krusty the Clown and Disco Stu's girlfriend!

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