Hurricane Neddy.
Kent Brockman: And the weather service has warned us to brace ourselves for the onslaught of Hurricane Barbara. And if you think naming a destructive storm after a woman is sexist, you obviously have never seen the gals grabbing for items at a clearance sale.
Marge: That's true... but he shouldn't say it.
Flanders: [after cleaning his glasses, but the lenses fall out and puts his glasses back on as he tries to calm himself down, understanding that the townspeople has done their best] Now, calm down, Neddly diddily diddily diddily, doodily. They did their best shoddilyddily iddily iddily diddily diddily. Gotta be nice, hostilitydidildilidilly... [unable to control his emotions and instead, starts to snap] AW, HELL-DIDDLY-DING-DONG-CRAP!!!!!!!!!!!! CAN'T YOU MORONS DO ANYTHING RIGHT??!?!?!?!?! [everyone gasps]
Marge: Ned! We meant well, and everyone here tried their best.
Flanders: (to Marge) Well, my family and I can't live in good intentions, Marge! Oh, your family's out of control, but we can't blame you, because you have gooood intentions!
Bart: Hey! Back off, man!
Flanders: (to Bart) Ooh, okay, duuuuuuude, I wouldn't want you to have a cow, MAAAAAAAAAAN! Here's a catchphrase you'd better learn for your adult years: "Hey, buddy, GOT A QUARTER?!" [everyone gasps]
Bart: I am shocked and appalled.
Lisa: Mr. Flanders, with all due respect, Bart didn't do anything.
Flanders: (sarcastic gasp of surprise and to Lisa) Do I hear the sound of butting in? It's got to be little Lisa Simpson, Springfield's answer to a a QUESTION NO ONE ASKED!
Chief Wiggum: (laughs)
Flanders: (to Wiggum) What do we have here? The long flabby arm of the law? The last case you got the bottom of WAS A CASE OF MALLOWMARS!
Krusty: [opening a notebook] Mallomars, oh, haha. That's going in the act. [begins writing].
Flanders: (to Krusty) Oh yeah, the clown. The only one of you buffoons who doesn't make me laugh! [Krusty ignores him].
(to Lenny) And as for YOU, I don't know you, but I'm sure you're a jerk!
Lenny: Hey, I've only been here a few minutes! What's going on?
Flanders: (to Moe) You ugly, hate-filled man
Moe: [acting bravely]. Hey, hey, I may be ugly and hate-filled, but I... um, what was the third thing you said?
Flanders: (to his neighbor Homer, coldly and quietly) Homer, you are the worst human being I have ever met.
Homer: Hey, I got off pretty easy.