Ketchup...catsup. Ketchup...catsup. Whoo, I'm way over my head here.

Lunchlady Doris: More testicles means more iron!

Bart: *cracks knuckles* Ow! My bones are so brittle! But I always drink plenty of....malk?

Malk carton: Now with vitamin R

Lisa goes into the kitchen, sees Bart eating bread.

Lisa: I thought I told you to go to bed!
Bart: Yeah right, bread. You said: go to bread.
Lisa: [clenching her teeth] I said, go to bed!
Bart: Yeah. Go to bread.
Lisa: B-E-D! BED!
Bart: Ohhhhh, bed! Ohh! Anything you say, sis!

Lunchlady Doris: There's very little meat in these gym mats.

Image of Mr. Burns on Smithers' computer: Hello Smithers. You're really good at turning me on.

Kang: Oh, you look lovely this evening. Have you decreased in mass?

Ranier Wolfcastle: Mein bratwurst has a first name, it's F-R-I-T-Z, Mein bratwurst has a second name, it's S-C-H-N-A-C-K-E-N-P-F-E-F-F-E-R-H-A-U-S-E-N.