Hibbert: Mrs. Simpson, there's no physical reason why your hair should
be falling out. This thing has me buffaloed. [chuckles]
Nurse: Phone call, Mrs. Simpson. Lines one and two.
Bart: [line one] Ma, I need a glass of milk.
Lisa: [line two] Me, too.
[as Marge grunts, a bit of her hair falls out]
Hibbert: I think the problem may be stress.
-- Well, duh, "Simpsoncalifragilisticexpiala-D'oh-cious"
