Hibbert: Aaah. Diagnosis -- delicious.
Homer: I've got the presciption for you, another hot beef injection!
Wiggum: Uuuh, Homer? Bring me another one of those...uuh. burgers
would ya? I can't quite seem to...stand up under my own power
anymore.
Homer: One whopper for the Copper.
Bart: Another burger, Dad?
Homer: Here you go! [Flips the burger into the air.]
Lisa: It's bad enough they're all eating meat. They don't have to
rub it in my face.
[The flipped burger lands on her face.]
[Lisa growls]
-- Ah, glorious fat, "Lisa the Vegetarian"
