Chalkboard: None

Couch: None

Chief Wiggum: If it isn't my old friends from Springfield, the Simpsons! What brings you folks to New Orleans?
Bart: Mardi Gras, man. When the Big Easy calls, you gotta accept the charges.
Lisa: Chief Wiggum, I can't wait to hear about all the exciting, sexy adventures you're sure to have against this colorful backdrop.
Chief Wiggum: Well golly, I'd love to chat but my son's been kidnapped. You haven't seen him, have you? Caucasian male, between the ages of six and ten, thinning hair.
Homer: Over there. (points to the crowd, where Big Daddy and Ralph are)
Ralph: Look, Big Daddy, it's regular daddy.
Big Daddy: The Chief! Ooh, I suppose I'd best to run. (fans himself with his hat) Lord have mercy, how I wish I weren't so fat.

Grampa: Son, it's me! I floated up toward Heaven but got lost along the way.
Homer: Dad is that really you?
Grampa: Darn tootin' you lousy creep! You buried me naked and sold my suit to buy a ping-pong table. What kind of a son …
(Homer pulls the love tester's plug)
Homer: (leaving) Call me when you get a karaoke machine.
(Moe plugs Grampa back in)
Grampa: That's the second time he's pulled the plug on me.

There are three posters of real spin-offs in the background:
The Ropers (Three's Company)
The Jeffersons (All in the Family)
Laverne & Shirley (Happy Days)