Willy: Yeah, I bought your mutt. And I 'ate him! [raises a huge
bone of meat]
[Bart gasps]
[tears meat off the bone] I 'ate his little face, I 'ate his
guts, and I 'ate the way he's always barkin'! [tosses a bone
behind him]
So, I gave him to the church.
Bart: [relieved] Ohh, I see. You _hate_ him, so you gave him to
the church.
Willy: Aye. I also 'ate the mess he left on me rug!
[Bart turns around, stares at Willy]
Ya heard me!
-- I don't wanna know, "The Canine Mutiny"
