Alas, Poor Yorick/Quotes
Police Chief Wiggum: Well, that settles it. There is no silver tongue... is there, bonesy?
[Wiggum takes Jebediah's skull and uses it as a dummy.]
Skull: Oh, I wish chief. With that kind of dough, I could buy me some eyeballs!
Wiggum: That's the spirit, bonesy. Why don't you sing a song for the nice people?
Skull: Okay! Camptown ladies sing this song, doo-dah doo-dah, Camptown races five miles long...