Chalkboard: I will not create art from dung

Couch: A crash test dummy version of the family sits; the couch slides forward and slams into the TV (simluating a car crash test), then pulls back into place. Crash test dummy Homer's head falls off from the trauma.

Dr. Hibbert: Good lord, you're wasting thousands of dollars worth of Interferon!
Homer: And you're "interferon" with our good time! Hehehehe!

Dolph: Woah! Phat five forty!
Nelson: I'm getting agro on this kicker!
Bart: Stomp that pickle revert!
Otto: Excellent. Your lingo is progressing nicely.
Bart: Can I go to the bathroom?
Otto: Uh uh…say it in snowboard!
Bart: Uum…I gotta blast a dookie?
Otto: Dook on!

Lisa: Okay, now we're gonna draw jobs from the chore hat!
Homer: Come on, bikini inspector! Scrub toilet? Okay, that was a practice! Practice…practice. Okay, here we go…feed fish.
Bart: I'll supervise!
Lisa: You know, the reason for the hat.
Homer: Oh, it's a great hat. No one's questioning the hat.
Lisa: Will you at least do the dishes?
Homer: Lisa I'll do the dishes when I pick it out of the chore hat and it's not a practice..... See, there it is! But that was a practice. The system works!

Lisa: Here are your lunches, and no trading your fruit for firecrackers.
Homer: Aw, but Lenny just got some bottle rockets.
Lisa: You stay away from Lenny. And Bart, where's your sweater?
Bart: It unravelled on a nail.
Homer: That's not true, he left it on the bus!
Bart: You're dead, squealer!
Lisa: Those boys of mine.