Lovejoy: Baboons to the left of me. Baboons to the right. The
speeding locomotive tore through a sea of inhuman fangs. A
pair of the great apes rose up at me but -- bam, bam! -- I
sent them flying like two hairy footballs. A third came
screaming at me ... [imitates hissing baboon]
[quietly resolved] ... and that's when I got mad.
Homer: Now, that's religion.
-- Amen, "In Marge We Trust"