Marge: [writing] "Dear Mr. Sherman, on behalf of the people of
Springfield I would like to invite you to judge our film
festival.
[cut to Jay reading the letter in New York]
You can stay with us, and enjoy the sights and sounds of the
country.
Homer: Marge, is this a pimple or a boil?
Marge: Just a minute, Homer! Oh, look what you made me write.
Anyway, we think you'll really enjoy our quiet little town.
Sincerely, Marge Simpson."
Jay: Hmm. Do I _really_ want to leave Manhattan?
Rainier: [walking up menacingly] Sherman, I just realized you insulted
me! Now you will die. [pulls a machine gun]
Jay: Uh, hey nudnick, your shoe's untied.
Rainier: From here, they appear to be tied, but I will go in for a
closer look.
Jay: Taxi! [jumps into one] To the airport.
[later that night]
Rainier: On closer inspection, these are loafers.
-- McBain's reasoning skill, "A Star is Burns"
