Homer: Men, our negative energy has been harnessed to help keep Springfield's borders secure from Ogdenvillians. But first, our group needs a name that evokes America's proud history of citizens rising up to defend our way of life. Cletus: The Klan? Homer: Well, there are no bad ideas, but let's keep trying. Cletus: The Nazis? Homer: Okay, you stop trying.
Homer: What's wrong, old friend? Can't sleep? (his stomach is rumbling) Aww. Would some warm beer settle you down? (his stomach continues rumbling) Uh-oh. (gets up and runs off) Those barley burgers were tainted! Why did I eat twelve of them?! Why?! (runs to a bathroom door, only to find Marge using it) Marge: Taken! [Homer shuts the bathroom door, and runs upstairs to another bathroom door, only to find Bart using it.] Bart: Occupied! [Homer runs to another bathroom door, only to find Lisa using it.] Lisa: Hurling! [Homer runs, looks both ways, runs into Lisa's bedroom, and vomits into her saxophone; his mouth gets stuck trying to get it out.] Homer: Uh-oh!