Eddie:
Do you hold a grudge against Montgomery Burns?
Moe:
No.
*lie detector buzzes*
All right, maybe I did. But I didn't shoot him.
*ding*
Eddie:
Checks out. Okay, sir. You're free to go.
Moe:
Good, 'cause I got a hot date tonight.
*buzz*
A date.
*buzz*
Dinner with friends.
*buzz*
Dinner alone.
*buzz*
Watching TV alone.
*buzz*
All right! I'm going to sit at home and ogle the ladies in the Victoria's Secret catalog.
*buzz*
Sears catalog.
*ding*
Now would you unhook this already, please? I don't deserve this kind of shabby treatment.
*buzz*
When ancient man screamed and beat on the ground with sticks, they called it WITCHCRAFT.
When modern man does the same thing, they call it GOLF.