Skinners Sense Of Snow

Sports commentator:I'm more worried about Al's jacket. How many stations can you get on that thing?

Sports commentator:All right. Listen. I am sick of your jokes about the wardrobe! You people can dress yourselves!

Marge:The Cirque de Purée. We've had tickets since Septembre.

Homer:Oh! I missed one of Jerry's zingers. Now I'll never catch up.

Homer:Oh, yeah. That's way better than fun and excitement.

Marge:As French Canadians, they don't believe in refunds... or exploiting animals for entertainment.

Homer:Oh! I wanted to see 'em fire a gorilla out of a cannon.

French Canadian performer:Enjoy the show. For one day, we shall die.

French Canadian performer:I cannot get the lid off my jar of rainbows!

Homer:Just smash it open!

French Canadian performer:Oh, you can do it if your heart is pure- or... purée.

Bart:They always pick the guy with the wires.

Marge:Watching those women is giving me ideas.

Sideshow Mel:Mesdames et messieurs, it appears the Cloud Goddess is ripe with rain babies.

Homer:Oh, no, you don't! I paid full price for this freak show!

Radio announcer:and then melting in the summer.

Sea Captain:Arr! Help. I was tied here by teenage pirates.

Radio announcer:And it's open season on savings at Springfield Menswear, which is closed.

Homer:Lenny says we've got the day off! Yippee!

Homer:Oh, why does that always happen?

Chief Wiggum · Lou:Uh, hey, Lou, could you shake out the last few drops for me? Yeah, no problem, Chief. Seems like a waste of coffee, though.

Principal Skinner:But you've kept intact my Cal Ripken-like streak of school 'openage.'

Principal Skinner:my Cal Ripken-like streak of school 'openage'

Teachers:Caucus, caucus, caucus. Caucus, caucus, caucus.

Principal Skinner:But we'll have the last laugh on those Johnny-come-not-lies.

Nelson:Ha-ha! Next time get a DVD!

Kent Brockman:Albinos virtually invisible

Kent Brockman:Sold off to billionaire Montgomery Burns... in a veritable orgasm of poor planning.

Superintendent Chalmers · Principal Skinner:This is terrible! How will the kids get home? I don't know. Internet?

Üter:I'm doing a puzzle with Grandmama, and she'll finish without me.

Nelson:I can cut a trail through the snow. I'm part Eskimo.

Principal Skinner:I don't care if you're Kristi Yamaguchi. No one leaves the building.

Principal Skinner:I don't care if they're kissing Kristi Yamaguchi. You're not going home!

Principal Skinner:I don't care if they're kissing Kristi Yamaguchi. You're not going home!

Homer:My car, your roof. It's only fair.

Ned Flanders:Sure, you did. 'Mr. Plow.' You're wearing the jacket right now.

Homer:I think I know my own life, Ned.

Principal Skinner:If you don't eat your relish, you're not getting any mayonnaise.

Nelson:Screw this. The rest of you can stay here like dorks, but I'm going home.

Principal Skinner:Well, I hope you've all learned something from Nelson's 'headstrongedness.'

Principal Skinner:What would Superintendent Chalmers do? Skinner! Eh, that's no help.

Sergeant Skinner:Nope. Too dangerous. We're all gonna sit tight and reminisce about candy bars

Skinner/Sergeant:Get back to the candy bar!

Principal Skinner:That elephant ate my entire platoon.

Martin:Actually there are. Five, 10, 15, 20- Uh, can you two share a hook?

Homer · Marge:I think we hit something. I hope it's Flanders.

Homer:I'm just kidding! Hey, you're all right.

Principal Skinner:use this bucket next to Bart's head.

Ned Flanders:Yeah. As a tribute to Princess Di. And Dodi. Because these days, princesses-

Principal Skinner:Is that some sort of plush novelty? Well, here's a scouring pad. It's just as good.

Principal Skinner:Well, here's a scouring pad. It's just as good

Student:It's cold and hurt-y.

Principal Skinner:I know it looks like the path to freedom. But one collapse, and presto- you've got a snow casket.

Principal Skinner:Defying orders, eh? Well, I see you Scotsmen are thrifty with courage too.

Groundskeeper Willie:That's the last time you'll slap your Willie around.

Bart:You want the pee bucket on your head?

Principal Skinner:I'm writing all your names on the detention list in my mind.

Homer:I always knew I would die caked in something.

Homer:Wait. Let's just leave it on... till we forget our troubles

Martin:I can't write this. It's a grammatical nightmare.

Principal Skinner:After all the times I've done it... my wrist sounds like a cement mixer.

Principal Skinner:I told you no one can climb a rope. It's physically impossible

Principal Skinner:What part of didi mau don't you understand?

Nelson:Quiet, Principal Spinner!

Bart:'Underachiever and proud of it.' How old is this thing?

Bart:Underachiever and proud of it.' How old is this thing?

Lisa:'Lisa is an outstanding student with a slight tendency toward know-it-all-ism'? That's not even a word!

Students:Twenty-five thousand dollars a year! Whoa! He's a millionaire!

Nelson:Let's see. He's 40 years old, times 25 grand. Whoa! He's a millionaire!

Milhouse:Plus, in the summer, he paints houses! He's a billionaire!

Principal Skinner:If I were a billionaire, why would I be living with my mother?

Principal Skinner:Godspeed, Nibbles. Godspeed.

Principal Skinner:If you get me out of this, there's a hall monitor position coming open in the spring.

Groundskeeper Willie · Principal Skinner:I spit on your monitors! I know. That's why the position's available.

Willie:I spit on your monitors!

Marge · Homer:Homer, wake up! The car's filling with- I know. Ranch dressing.

Ned Flanders:Just like the one that saved Ezekiel!

Ned Flanders:Just like the one that saved Ezekiel!

Homer · Marge:You're the camel! Hey, this car's got cruise control.

Ned Flanders:It's happening. My horoscope was right!

Principal Skinner:Not Huck Finn! I spent hours crossing out the sass-back!

Homer · Ned:Do you have air bags? No! The church opposes them for some reason!

Ned Flanders:No! The church opposes them for some reason!

Principal Skinner:You did it, Nibbles! Now, chew through my ball sack.

Principal Skinner · Superintendent Chalmers:There is, sir. Ah! Then I'm happy.

Bart:if there's one thing I'm good at... it's pretending things didn't happen.

Marge:Boy, that salt really ate through the car.

Homer:Ignore her, Effendi. We have each other