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Monthly Archives: March 2012
How much do you want? — Mr. Burns A million dollars and three Hawaiian islands! Good ones, not the leper one. — Homer, “Rosebud” Kalaupapa is the name of one of two colonies on the Hawaiian island of Molokai to … Continue reading
Look, Lisa: it’s McGriff the Crime Dog. ‘Hello, Lisa. Help me bite crime. Ruff, ruff!’ — Marge/McGriff, “The Springfield Connection” A rather obvious one, I would think, except it now occurs to me that it’s been a good fifteen years … Continue reading
Here you go: $100 each. The rest goes to Ann Landers… — Executor guy, “Bart The Fink” First thing’s first: when a proper noun aptly describes the person/thing that bears it, it is an aptronym. Valuable! So, for example, Mr. … Continue reading
Look, Marge, you don’t know what it’s like. I’m the one out there every day putting his ass on the line … … And I’m not out of order. You’re out of order! The whole freaking system is out of … Continue reading
Take that, you dumb squirrel! — Homer, “Itchy & Scratchy & Marge” Marge’s crusade against I&S Studios calls to mind another moral avenger’s mission against obscenity, that undertaken by Terry Rakolta, who in 1989 took Married… with Children to task … Continue reading
The memory of a million drop stitches flows in your veins. — Marge, “Bart’s Dog Gets An F” Robert Capa, Loyalist Militiaman at the Moment of Death, 1936. Despite a string of allegations that the photographer faked this impressively-timed photograph … Continue reading