Larry: Ah, relax. I don't wanna work. I'm so lazy, I took lessons on a
player piano.
Homer: Wow, that's really lazy.
Larry: Lazy? You're not kiddin'. Why, I'm like a rug on Valium, I'm
talkin' lazy.
Homer: Soo lazy.
[later, eating with his family]
Homer: ...and Larry and I have so much in common, Marge, way more than
you and me. If I could be stranded on an island with anyone,
it would definitely be Larry.
-- But I still prefer you for snuggling, "Burns,
Baby Burns"
