Bart: [with forced happiness] You believe me, don't you? You're my
friend who believes me: sweet, trustworthy Milhouse.
Milhouse: Actually, Bart, you're kinda creeping me out. Uh, I think I'm
gonna go sit with that foreign exchange student.
[He does so]
Uter: Ah, guten tag! Would you care for a bite of my
Vengelerstrasse bar? I also have a bag of marzipan Joy Joys.
-- Joy Joys Mit Iodine, even, "Treehouse of Horror IV"
Lovejoy: I know one of you is responsible for this. So repeat after
me: If I withhold the truth, may I go straight to Hell where I
will eat nought but burning hot coals and drink naught but
burning hot cola --
[all the kids recite in unison]
Ralph...