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These candidates make me wanna vomit in terror!
-- Homer speaks out loud what we think,
"Treehouse of Horror VII"
Related:
Homer: America, take a good look at your beloved candidates.
They're nothing but hideous space reptiles....
Homer: Stop! Those candidates are phonies! [crowd murmurs] You heard me!
They're alien replicons from beyond the moon!...
Homer: I suppose you want to probe me. Well, you might as well get it over with.
Kang: Stop! We have reached the limits of what rectal probing can teach us....
We think we saw Hugo at the airport; he was boarding a plane to Switzerland and.
.. [sees Hugo] Oh. -- Homer, "Treehouse of Horror VII...
Homer: [gulps] I suppose you want to probe me. Well, might as well get it over with.
[unzips his pants] Kang: [disgusted] Stop! We have reached the limits of what rectal probing can teach us....
Marge: I don't understand why we have to build a ray gun to aim at a planet I never even heard of.
Homer: Don't blame me, *I* voted for Kodos. -- "Treehouse of Horror VII...
Homer: We chained Hugo up in the attic like an animal and fed him a bucket of fish heads once a week.
Marge: It saved out marriage! Treehouse of Horror VII...
Kodos: What? Are you still here? I'm afraid we'll have to dispose of you.
.. [pushes a button] [out of somewhere comes a cannon, which reveals a smaller cannon, which reveals an even smaller one, from which emerges a tube, spraying Homer] Home...
Oh my God! Space aliens! Don't eat me, I have a wife and kids!
Eat them. -- Homer Simpson Treehouse of Horror VII...