“Oh, here he comes. What is it now, Quimby?” – Hollywood Producer
“Nothing, nothing, only the city has just passed another tax on, uh, puffy directing pants.” – Mayor Quimby
“But I don’t wear puffy pants!” – Hollywood Director
“I meant a tax on not wearing puffy pants.” – Mayor Quimby
“Oy.” – Hollywood Producer
“I’m sorry.” – Mayor Quimby
Happy Birthday Brad Bird!
“Hi! I’m Troy McClure! You might remember me from such educational films as Two Minus Three Equals Negative Fun, and Firecrackers: The Silent Killer.” – Troy McClure
Phil Hartman would’ve been sixty-eight today. Happy birthday, Phil.
“Students, I have an announcement. One of your favorite comic book heroes, Radio Man…” – Principal Skinner
“Radioactive Man, stupid!” – Nelson Muntz
“…strange, I shouldn’t have been able to hear that.” – Principal Skinner
“Ah, my gym shorts.” – Bart Simpson
“Mom, are those rabbits dead?” – Lisa Simpson
“No. No, Lisa, they’re just sleeping . . . upside down . . . and inside out.” – Marge Simpson
“From this day forward: I am an inventor!” – Homer Simpson
“Do us a favor, invent yourself some underpants.” – Sarcastic Guy
“Forget it, pal. There’s only one way out of here and it ain’t pretty.” – Not Jack Nicholson
“What’s that?” – Homer Simpson
“Dating the nurse.” – Not Jack Nicholson
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(The crotch really does wear out too fast.)
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