Week 25 (December 5, 1997 - January 30, 1998)
Filename | File size | Description |
2trips.wav | 134 KB | Homer:Well, it was a long trip, but we are almost there. Marge:Homer, did you remember to lock the front door of the house. Homer:D'oh!.... Well, it's been 2 long trips, but we are finally almost there again. Marge:When you locked the front door, did you remember to lock the back door. Homer:D'oh! D'oh! |
3guns.wav | 156 KB | Sales guy:Well, let's see here. According to your background check, you've been in a mental institution. Homer:Yeah. Sales Guy: Frequent problems with alcohol. Homer:Ohhhh Yeah. Sales Guy: Beat up president Bush. Homer: Former president. (guys stamps "potentailly dangerous")... Potentially Dangenerous!? Sales Guy: Relax. That's just limits you to three handguns or less. Homer: Wu Hoo!! |
april.wav | 403 KB | Homer:This calls for a celebration, we are all going to Hawaii. (Family is shocked)... Ha Ha, got you, it's april fools for two more minutes. Bart:Dad, it's May 16th. Lisa:You were in that coma for seven weeks. Marge:Uh Uhn. (Family Laughs) You lose 5 % of your brain. Homer:Me lose brain, Uh oh. (Family Laughs) Homer:Why'd I laugh? |
coach.wav | 70.3 KB | Homer:Now, just because I am his father, he'll get no special treatment, he calls me coach just like everyone else. Bart:But, coach... Homer:What is it, sweetie? |
critcize.wav | 33.2 KB | Marge:You know, Homer. It's very easy to criticize. Homer:Fun too. |
cup.wav | 232 KB | Marge:I was thinking more like for protection down there. Sales guy:Oh, why didn't you say so? Knee pads, you got it. Marge:He he. I am talking about his (mumble mumble). Sales guy:Ah ha. Say no more. I read you loud and clear, the old shoulder pads. Marge:Look. I want a cup. Sales guy:Cup? Could you spell that? Marge:C - U - P. I wanna C- U... oh my god. |
donedone.wav | 60.3 KB | Bart: Dad! I'll trade you this delicious door stop for your crumy old danish. Homer:Done and done. He he. |
endcuts.wav | 232 KB | (Homer says who's cut at the end, he cuts alot of the staff) |
futile.wav | 109 KB | Liar, I'll give you the thrashing of thy lifetime..oh.....arghhh...Resistance is Futile! ....oh....arghh. |
garage.wav | 121 KB | Homer:I wonder why he is so eager to go to the garage? Moe: A garage? Hey fellas, a garage. Well, oh la de da, Mr. French man. Homer:Well, what do you call it? Moe:A car hole! |
minority.wav | 175 KB | Private School Principal:Once we receive your $6000 tution check, she's in. Homer:I'll give you $50 Private School Principal:Our fee is non-negotiable. Homer:75. Marge:Look, I knew private school would be expensive, but I was hoping we could get a scholarship of some sort. Private School Principal:Sorry. I don't have anything to offer you unless you are a member of a minority group. Homer:(pretends to be a member of minority group) Principal:Sorry. Homer:(says something in spanish) |
nerd.wav | 142 KB | Bart:Well, we are having the best spring break of our lives and we don't need you nerding it up. Millhouse:That job is taken. |
pudding.wav | 185 KB | Homer:But, Marge! What about dessert? Marge:For god's sake, you can pull the lid of your own can of pudding. Homer:Fine! I will. (tries to pull lid of pudding, but fails) Ahh! Oh no! My pudding is trapped forever. So I can open my can of pudding, can I? Shows what you know, Marge!! |
TOTAL: | 2.00 MB | 13 sounds |