Homer: Come on, Marge, I want to shake off the dust of this one-horse
town. I want to explore the world. I want to watch TV in a
different time zone. I want to visit strange, exotic malls. I'm
sick of eating hoagies. I want a grinder, a sub, a foot-long
hero...I want to live Marge! Won't you let me live? Won't
you please?!
Marge: Homer, when are you going to give up this crazy sugar scheme?
Homer: Never, Marge! Never. I can't live the button-down life like
you. I want it all: the terrifying lows, the dizzying highs, the
creamy middles. Sure, I might offend a few of the bluenoses with
my cocky stride and musky odors -- oh, I'll never be the darling
of the so-called "City Fathers" who cluck their tongues, stroke
their beards, and talk about "What's to be done with this Homer
Simpson?"
okay these aren't funny to read, but funnier when i recite them to people from memory, damn they aint funny at all they are just laughing that i would memorise it.