Homer: we where lucky this time, but it's all to clear that something  in this universe aren't meant to be trifelt with....
Marge : Homer what are you doing ?
Homer : Something I should have done a long time ago...
I'LL TEACH YOU  TO MESS WITH MY MACHINE...
(Bart Screams)
I'm gonna chop you god, that cost me 35 cents.
You're just making it worse, I promise I won't hurt you.

Homer : Wait a minute, I forgot to check the coast was clear...That's probably clear, let's go  aah..
Marge : Beer..
Homer : I can explain Marge, please let me explain, why won't you let me explain.
Marge : You're the one the papers have been talking about. That mysterious Beer Baron, who's been supplying Springfield with alcohol. How have you been getting away with this ?
Homer : Well, and I can explain remember. I fill the ball with the beer that I found at the dump. And then I bowl them and some underground pipes take 'em down to Moe's.
Marge : Homer that's very clever.
Homer : Huh ?
Lisa : Mum ?
Marge : Well it is. I've known you father since high school and this is the cleverest thing he's ever done. Besides he's just breaking the silly 200 year old law.
Homer : It is silly Marge, and look at all the money I'm making.
Marge : Oh..
Lisa : Mum ? prohibition may be unpopular, but it's the law and we still have.....
Marge and Homer : Go to your room Lisa!

Homer : Hey Bartely-Boobely, care for some stick-a-rooney ?
Bart : Down-scrumtely-dicius, dear old dudely-Doodely.
Homer : Hehe... Dudely-doodely..
Both : HEHE...