*Camera clicks* "You've stolen my Sooooul!"

I think it's just the opposite, that she was a very refined, literary lady. The fact that she would belch like that flies in the face of her image.

Even the opening line: "Hans Moleman Productions presents…" is funny, I guess because it's said in Hans' voice.

Yes, eat all of our shirts!

"Hello, my name is Mr. Burns. I believe you have a letter for me."
"And what's your first name, Mr. Burns?"
"….I don't know."

I think the Rappin' Rabbis should have a comeback.

Mr. Gumble, this is a girl scout meeting.

I'm sure the owners' manual will instruct me as to which lever is the velocitator and which one is the deceleratrix, hmmm?

Or as he calls them, the "Gruesome Twosome".

There's a dog with a puffy tail! Here, puff puff!

There are no children here at the 4H club, either! Am I so out of touch? No, it's the children who are wrong.

I spent the last of our money on this Al Gore doll!

Plus she has Jub Jub.

My favorite was an amaretto sour…I am so ashamed.

I drank Zima all the time in college. It tastes like extremely sweet, alcoholic Mountain Dew. Mike's Hard Lemonade is similar.

It's not quite a mop, and it's not quite a puppet, but MAN!…so to tell you the truth, I don't know.

Buenos dias Mein Fuhrer!

Senor Spielbergo!

Schindler was bueno. Senor Burns es…el diablo!

What about "If only the sugar were as sweet as you, sir." Or "This is Moleman in the morning. Good Moleman to you. Today, part four of our series of the agonizing pain in which I live every daaaay…"