Bart: Mom, Reverend Lovejoy doesn't have a coat. Should I let him
in?
Lovejoy: My coat was stolen at last week's interfaith banquet. So I
helped myself to a few of the better umbrellas.
-- Turning the other cheek, "A Milhouse Divided"
Lovejoy: I know one of you is responsible for this. So repeat after
me: If I withhold the truth, may I go straight to Hell where I
will eat nought but burning hot coals and drink naught but
burning hot cola --
[all the kids recite in unison]
Ralph...