Smithers: Good morning, sir! To make up for my failure last night, I
alphabetized your breakfast; you can start with the waffles
and work your way up to the zwieback. And, to prevent
newsprint from rubbing off on your hands, I've laminated
today's newspaper.
Burns: I appreciate the thought, but my pen won't write on this. How
am I supposed to do the Junior Jumble?
Smithers: Oh, I can't even grovel properly! I'm a buffoon! I don't
deserve to live on your planet anymore!
-- By all means necessary, "Homer the Smithers"