Professor Frink, whats the scientific explanation for this unusually severe thunderstorm?
Professor Frink: Well, Kent, we are exploring two theories at this point. A: Either we have a super cell of high pressure fronts, or B: God is bowling! With the balls and the pins and the rental shoes and the very bad cheese pizza that comes in squares. [edit] Homer: Don’t worry. Ray will be back any minute. Marge: It’s after six. He’s not coming back. He’s a lousy roofer and a flake. Homer: Hey! Watch what you say about him. I think Ray could be the one. Marge: The one what? Homer: My new best friend. We think alike. We act alike. We finish each other’s sandwiches… Marge: I don’t wanna hear any more about Ray! Tomorrow morning you buy some shingles and fix that roof yourself! Homer: Ray’s not gonna like that. Marge: You’re not married to Ray. Homer: Well if I was, we’d have taller kids!