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• Bart: Look, my stomach really hurts. Doris: All I can give you are these chewable Prozac for kids.
  Your choice: Manic Depressive Mouse, or the Bluebird of Unhappiness....
• Jacques: First, you must get to know your lane. Feel the slickness, feel the slippery finish.
  Caresses it, experience it. Quite smooth, isn't it?...
• Skinner: This overcrowding in detention is becoming critical.
  It's a powderkeg waiting to go off in an explosion of unacceptable behavior....
• Maude: I just hope they have Us magazine in heaven.
  Mrs. S: He said it was his day to use the tub pillow....
• Waiter: [fried shrimp for Lisa] Here you go... \\ [pork chop \'a la // Hawaiian] There you are.
  .. \\ [a smaller serving of fried shrimp] For the baby....
• You hold 'em off, I'll go for help. (heh-heh-heh)
• Bart: Dad, remember when Tom had you in that headlock and you screamed "I'm a hemophiliac" and when he let you go, you kicked him in the back?
  Homer: Heh heh heh. Yeah. Bart: Could you teach me how to do that?...
• Bart: Hymns, here! I got hymns, here. Get 'em while they're holy.
  Fresh from God's brain to your mouth. Heh heh heh....
• Bart: Mrs. Krabappel, I can't take the test. I have a stomach ache.
  Edna: Well, that's a lame excuse for an excuse....