"that’s his lucky red hat. He’s a box! My boy’s a box!Damn you, a box!"

"that’s his lucky red hat. He’s a box! My boy’s a box!Damn you, a box!"

"Can I come too?"

Principal Skinner:

"Whats that mother?"

‎”I spent the next 3 years in a POW camp, forced to subsist on a stew made of fish, vegetables, prawns, coconut milk and four kinds of rice. I came close to madness trying to find it here in the states, but they just can’t get the spices right.”

‎”I spent the next 3 years in a POW camp, forced to subsist on a stew made of fish, vegetables, prawns, coconut milk and four kinds of rice. I came close to madness trying to find it here in the states, but they just can’t get the spices right.”