Lamb: [In a baaa-ful voice...] Please Lisa, I thought you loved me,
loved me.
Marge: What's wrong, Lisa? Didn't you get enough lamb chops? [Places
more on her plate.]
Lisa: I can't eat this. I can't eat a poor little lamb. [Pushes her
plate away.]
Homer: Lisa, get a hold of yourself. This is lamb, not _a_ lamb.
Lisa: What's the difference between this lamb and the one that kissed
me?
Bart: This one spent two hours in the broiler. [Takes a big chomp.]
Marge: Bart! Sensible bites! All right, Lisa, if you don't want lamb
chops, there are lots of other things I can make. Chicken
breast. Rump roast. Hot dogs.
-- Meat, wonderful meat, "Lisa the Vegetarian"
