“Police officer? Well, I’ll be jiggered.” – Bart Simpson
“If you’d like to learn more, I could arrange for you to ride along in a police car for a night.” – Dr. J. Loren Pryor
“Hey! I don’t need you to get me into the back of a police car.” – Bart Simpson
“Seymour, I’ll bet you a steak dinner those books are still here. All we have to do is search every locker.” – Bart Simpson
“Oh, Bart, I’m not sure random locker searches are permitted by the Supreme Court.” – Principal Skinner
“Pfft, Supreme Court, what have they done for us lately?” – Bart Simpson
“Let’s move.” – Principal Skinner
“Here’s your scientifically selected career….” – Dr. J. Loren Pryor
“Architect.” – Janie
“Insurance salesman.” – Chuck
“Salmon gutter?” – Ralph Wiggum
“Military strongman!” – Milhouse van Houten
“Systems Analyst . . . Systems Analyst . . . Systems Analyst . . .” – Martin Prince
“Systems Analyst.” – Dr. J. Loren Pryor
“Alright!” – Martin Prince
“Wow! Can I see your club?” – Bart Simpson
“It’s called a baton, son.” – Lou
“Oh. What’s it for?” – Bart Simpson
“We club people with it.” – Lou
“Now, to show my gratitude, I want you to help yourself to an item of your choice.” – Principal Skinner
“Alright!” – Bart Simpson
“Ooh, now, you be careful with that crossbow.” – Principal Skinner
“I will.” – Bart Simpson
“I have never seen a good student take such a slide. Lisa, what are you rebelling against?” – Principal Skinner
“Whaddya got?” – Lisa Simpson
Happy New Year!
“Ooh, they used nylon rope this time. It feels so smooth against my skin, almost sensuous.” – Apu Nahasapeemapetilon
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(The crotch really does wear out too fast.)
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