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The Classic (IMO):

"It tastes like.... burning!"

I can top that.


Homer: Marge? Since I'm not talking to Lisa, would you please ask her to pass me the syrup?
Marge: Dear, please pass your father the syrup, Lisa.
Lisa: Bart, tell Dad I will only pass the syrup if it won't be used on any meat product.
Bart: You dunkin' your sausages in that syrup homeboy?
Homer: Marge, tell Bart I just want to drink a nice glass of syrup like I do every morning.
Marge: Tell him yourself, you're ignoring Lisa, not Bart.
Homer: Bart, thank your mother for pointing that out.
Marge: Homer, you're not not-talking to me and secondly I heard what you said.
Homer: Lisa, tell your mother to get off my case.
Bart: Uhhh, dad, Lisa's the one you're not talking to.
Homer: Bart, go to your room.


Homer: Oh no! What have I done? I smashed open my little boy's piggy bank, and for what? A few measly cents, not even enough to buy one beer. Wait a minute, lemme count and make sure ... not even close.

Well.... since it seems no else watches this show besides Kramer, let me add some more:

Homer: As long as you live in my house you will live by my rules. Now boy, butter up that bacon.

Bart: But dad..

Homer: Do it..

Bart butters his bacon

Homer: Now Bacon that sausage.

Bart: But dad, my heart hurts.

Homer looks at bart sternly and Bart wraps bacon around the sausage and eats it
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Mr Burns to a vending machine: Ah, a candy shop! I'll take one half-pound of Bristol's Toffee please. And don't wrap it too tight, I want to eat it on the way home.

*Waits*

Mr Burns: You've made a powerful enemy today my friend.
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Ralph: "Me fail english, thats unpossible"
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Homer: Now Lisa, if you don't like your job, you don't strike. You just go in there every day and do it really half-assed. That's the American way.
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Homer: Ah. The last peanut. Overflowing with the salt and oils of its departed brethren.
(Tosses peanut into air. Peanut lands onto his forehead and tumbles elsewhere)
Homer: Wait a minute. Something is not right.
(Homer gets down and reaches under the couch)
Homer: Ouch! Pointy. Ewww. Slimey. Oooh! Moving. Aha!
(Homer pulls out a $20 from under the couch)
Homer: Twenty dollars? But I wanted a peanut.
Homer' Brain: Wait! $20 can buy you many peanuts.
Homer: Explain how!
Homer's Brain: Money can be exchanged for goods and services.
Homer: Woohoo!
(Homer runs, and trips on the peanut he dropped earlier)

Homer: "I am so smart! I am so smart! S-M-R-T! No S-M-A-R-T."

:mrgreen:

HS: "Feelin' Stupid?...I know I am!!"

Dr. Nick: "When you were in that coma, did you feel your brain getting damaged?"