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Ren and Stimpy has become really depressing, you guys.
On Her Majesty’s Secret Santa
“Human skateboards?” — Seth Meyers
Hopefully he also meant hell.
BART YOU WANNA SEE MY NEW CHAIN SAW AND HOCKEY MASK!!!
What is a wedding? Well, Webster’s Dictionary defines it as… “The process of removing weeds from a garden.”
It’s just you and me now, lock of hair.
Schindler and I are like peas in a pod: we’re both factory owners, we both made shells for the Nazis, but mine worked, dammit!
Seriously baby, I can prescribe anything I want.
Alright pie, I’m just gonna do this… [chomp chomp chomp] …and if you get eaten, it’s your own fault!
It does not matter which one of us you vote for. Either way, your planet is doomed! Doomed!
Tis a fine barn, but sure ’tis no pool, English.
I don’t expect anything from you except to die and be a very cheap funeral.
You know, there’s a little place called Mary Ann’s Hammocks. The nice thing about that place is Mary Ann gets in the hammock with you. Ha! I’m just kidding.
Hank: By the way, Homer, what’s your least favorite country: Italy or France?
Hank: Heh, nobody ever says Italy.
God, I can’t believe I didn’t remember this one until I looked at my avatar:
Lise, check it out: ‘Time for chili.”
You’re just mad ’cause there’s no clock in your hat.
Bart: I’m a nerd!
Milhouse: So am I!
“Did somebody pray for really big shoes?”
This Freedom Van is a fake! The real one says “The Info Minute Van.”