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Mom, I know your intentions are good but aren't the police the protective force that maintains the status quo for the wealthy elite? Don't you think we ought to attack the roots of social problems instead of jamming people into overcrowded prisons?


Look Lisa, it's McGriff, the Crime Dog! Hey, Lisa, help me bite crime, ruff, ruff!
 
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Suddenly, enemy troops crested that hill over there.

Fort Springfield, we surrender unconditionally! We're sick! We need leeches and hacksaws to saw off our gangrenous limbs.

But the Springfield brigade was too brave to accept their surrender.

Come on, boys. Those white flags are no match for our muskets! Charge!

And the Springfielders heroically slaughtered their enemies as they prayed for mercy.

It's hard to see what's going on. I can only make out the fat soldiers.

All right, children. Switch

Hey, they're trying to learn for free!

Get them! Use your phony guns as clubs!
 

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Birch Barlow: You know, there are three things we are never going to get rid of here in Springfield. One; the bats in the public library. Two; Mrs. McFierly's compost heap. And three; our six-term mayor. The illiterate, tax-cheating, wife-swapping, pot-smoking spendocrat, Diamond Joe Quimby.
Quimby: [listening on radio] Hey! I am no longer illiterate.
 
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Lisa:
Dad, I think he's an ivory dealer! His boots are ivory, his hat is ivory, and I'm pretty sure that cheque is ivory.
Homer: Lisa, a guy who's got lots of ivory is less likely to hurt Stampy than a guy whose ivory supplies are low.
Lisa: Mr. Blackheart?
Mr. Blackheart: Yes, my pretty?
Lisa: Are you an ivory dealer?
Mr. Blackheart: Little girl, I've had lots of jobs in my day: Whale hunter, seal clubber, President of the Fox network ... and like most people, yeah, I've dealt a little ivory.

Bart: Dad, you can't do this. Stampy is my friend.
Homer: Don't worry, son. I'll get you a new elephant.
Mr. Blackheart: I'll take that one too.
Homer: Done.
Mr. Blackheart: All right, I'll be back in the morning to pick up Stampy.



Homer:
Here's the keys.
Mr. Blackheart: Elephants don't have keys.
Homer: Well, I'll just keep these then.
 
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