Oh, man. (CHUCKLES)
Easy, Barney. Easy.
Remember the 12 Steps.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10,11,12.
Nice try, boys.
Now, as the Road Runner said to the Coyote, "Meep meep!" I've been everywhere, man
I've been everywhere
Travel, I've done my share, man
I've been everywhere
I've been to Springfield, Shelbyville, Ogdenville
Cap City, Ogdenberg, Shelbytown, Spring City Capfield, West Springfield, Paris, Rome And Shelbyville adjacent... Sing it, baby! Whoo! That's a lot of places.
Whoo-ee! Oh, yeah! Yeah, it's for all your charity work and, um,
for, uh, you know, teaching us, um, to love again.
Really? I did that?
How the hell should I know? just get in the cage.
What-- Oh. Hazing the new guy, eh?
You know, when I was dubbed Sir Elton, the queen paddled me silly. Yodeling Zeke, Butterball jackson,
Freddie Boy and Yuma, Cloris Moselle,
Big Shirtless Ron,
Orville and Hurley, Gappy Mae,
Hip Diddler, Rudy,
the Ya Hoo Recovering Alcoholic jug Band,
and tonight, in her syndicated TV debut-- Lurleen! But if I don't show up in a rubber suit shaped like the state of Florida,
I'll be the laughingstock of the whole school.
Oh, it's always something, isn't it?
First I have to drive your pregnant mother to the hospital...
so she can give birth to you, and now this!
Ow, ow, ow, ow.
Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow! Uh, Brooks, Groening, Simon, you're all cut.
Castellaneta, gone. Kavner, cut.
Cartwright, cut. Smith, sorry. Cut.
Azaria and Shearer, you're cut. Firestone, you're cut. So is judge.
Namath, you stay.
All of those people are cut. If this is anyone but Steve Allen, you're stealing my bit.
Somebody ought to ruin Gabbo's career the way he ruined Krusty's.
Two wrongs don't make a right, Bart. Yes, they do.
- No, they don't.
- Yes, they do.
No, they don't. Dad! Yes, they do.
Two wrongs make a right, Lisa.
Ah, Rex Morgan, M.D. You have the prescription for the daily blues. Oh! It's him! It's him, it's him. It's him, it's him, it's him,
it's him, it's him, it's him-- Calm down, Homer.
Calm down. Answer the door.
Welcome to the Simpson residence,
or "Casa de Simpson," as I call it.
What did you want to see me about, Simpson? This better be important.