This gag had such bad timing, with Pulp Fiction being released in the US mere days (not months) after this episode first aired and Travolta's second coming all but assured.

Heh heh heh, hey look, Marge!  They're still not fighting back. *shoves another ice cream cone on man's cheek*  Hee hee!  I can be a jerk and no one can stop me!

Roger Meyers senior, the gentle genius behind Itchy and Scratchy, loved and cared about almost all the peoples of the world.  And he, in turn, was beloved by the world, except in 1938 when he was criticized for his controversial cartoon, "Nazi Supermen Are Our Superiors".

"Mommy, mommy!  Buy me a license plate."
"No.  Come along, Bort."
"Are you talking to me?"
"No, my son is also named Bort."

Smuggled vegetables: the road to E-Z success

Attention, Marge Simpson: we've also arrested your older, balder, fatter son.

We're now approaching our final destination, Itchy and Scratchy Land: the amusement park of the future where nothing can possi-bligh go wrong.

Springfield is one big pussy waiting to be fucked.

No matter how good you are, there's always gonna be someone better than you.

So Homer gets paid $5/hour. He's worth every penny.

If only the sugar were as sweet as you, sir.

While you were out "earning" that dollar, you lost forty dollars by not going to work.  The plant called and said if you don't come in tomorrow, don't bother coming in Monday.

Mmm!  Lisa, stop blowing my sex.  I mean, stop blowing your sax. Your sax.  Stop it.

My cat's name is mittens.

It's gonna be strangely ironic yet appropriate if all we remember about OJ after the apocalypse is that he was helplessly tortured for laughs.

Dat's a nice a-donut.

Bake him away, toys!

Or what about Dangerfield hiring Kurt Vonnegut to write an report about Kurt Vonnegut and getting an F because Sally Kellerman thinks its writer doesn't know a damn thing about Vonnegut? Or what about Adrienne Barbeau, who gives great headache?

And if you forget, those of us who memorized The Naked Gun have Montalban's accent covered.

Okay, then.