Homer no function beer well without.
You've been rubbing my nose in it since I got here! Your family is better than my family, your beer comes from farther away than my beer, you and your son like each other, your wife's butt is higher than my wife's butt! You make me sick!
Beer... Now there's a temporary solution.
I like my beer cold... my TV loud... and my homosexuals flaming.
Ah, the college road trip. What better way to spread beer-fueled mayhem?
You must love this country more than I love a cold beer on a hot Christmas morning.
I've figured out an alternative to giving up my beer. Basically, we become a family of traveling acrobats.
Bart, a woman is like beer. They look good, they smell good, and you'd step over your own mother just to get one!
Aw, there's only one can of beer left and it's Bart's.
Now son, you don't want to drink beer. That's for Daddies, and kids with fake IDs.
All right, brain. You don't like me and I don't like you, but let's just do this and I can get back to killing you with beer.