Kill Gil Volumes I Amp Ii

Krusty performers:Laugh it up with Christ and Krusty / We got hired 'cause we are busty

Gil:Real nice laughing at an old man's pain

Krusty:second-tier costume characters. Like Ribwich Rib-it!

Krusty:right off the plane from his dad's funeral, Sideshow Mel!

Krusty:Elvis... Stojko!

Comic Book Guy:twinkly in the lutz

Comic Book Guy:Made-up girlfriend, made-up city

Homer:if I had paid for those skating lessons, that could've been you

Bart:Nothin' slows down the baby boomers

Gil:You knew the deal

Basketball player:Tell it to the Utah Jazz, snowflake

Mr. Burns:I'll take one in 'wife' size and three in 'mistress' size

Mr. Burns · Smithers:I need your advice picking out a gift for a very dear friend... A single fellow, a bit quiet, but one with a warm, loyal heart

Mr. Burns · Smithers:Hello, Phillip. What are you doing here? Oh-ho. Never you mind, Mr. Nosey

Lisa · Bart · Homer:Dad, he's not the real Santa. We can't afford that stuff. Shut up. Shut up. Shut up!

Lisa · Gil:Peace on earth? What? No! I-I mean, that's a given

Mr. Costington:Gil! March your fake bootfronts over here!

Gil:I couldn't walk very fast, though I'd learn if that's what it takes

Gil:Taking back that doll would break a little girl's heart on Christmas Eve. I made a lot of mistakes in my life, but I would never do that

Gil:Could you swing by my ex-wife's place? I want her to see me riding in a car

Homer · Gil:You're getting a cab, old man. In fact, I believe I see it now. / But I don't see a cab

Gil:Jazzin' around the Christmas tree / It's a skit skat holiday

Gil:I figured since you invited me to stay, I might as well go down to the bus locker and get my stuff

Gil:They're always running!

Homer:Christian Charity? What does a porn star have to do with this?

Gil:A spider bite, or as I like to call it, a 'Christmas kiss'

Gil:You're gonna put me out on Christmas day, huh? Well, that's all right

Gil:I just hope that weird priest with the runny eye ain't serving soup

Gil:That desert air's gonna give the ol' one-two to my bronchitis

Gil:your life can go to Hell pretty quick

Homer:That's why you have three kids

Patty · Selma · Young Marge:Marjorie, we need you to hide our cigarettes in your dollhouse. / No! / Mom? Gramma? Aunt Larina? Anybody?

Homer:Marge, I have no idea what you were just thinking about. Why would you think I did?

Homer:Those legs go on forever. Oh, wait, they stop right there

Gil:As long as I got a cup of coffee and a tomorrow on the calendar, ol' Gil's comin' back

Gil:I'm seeing the whole butcher shop

Nelson:Oh, mini quesadillas! Zesty!

Marge:uses my leg razor to peel his carrots

Marge:That Photoshopping freak!

Homer:Don't worry. I make six of those a year

Homer · Marge:Hey, Marge, you want a thousand dollars? No! I mean, yes! Too late

Arizona resident:I'll have you know I'm 32

Homer:Gunderson?!

Homer:And to think he and I once shared a shower

Homer:And to think he and I once shared a shower

Homer:we're not buying anything for more than 1.2, but if I scratch my nose, that means we can go to 1.5

Real estate agent:He's talking at a Century 22 level

Gil:watch ol' Gil take her from furious to curious

Real estate customers:Why, he's as pathetic as we are

Gil:I can't live in this!