Someone should do a Fanfic

Where Moe gets a cellphone.

The Simpsons "Moe-Phone"

Blackboard: I will apologize to every foreign nation I visit.

Couch: The TV is sitting on the couch. Homer points an angry finger to the wall, and the TV slumps back to its original position.

[Scene: In Moe's Tavern]

Moe: Well, I got a new cell phone. How else can I keep in touch with all my dearest friends?

Homer: Let me see, let me see! Gimmie gimmie gimmie!

[Moe hands the phone over to Homer, who unknowingly gets the antenna caught in his eye.]

Moe: Homer, the antenna is in your eye!

Homer: [Runs around screaming for nineteen minutes, then finally gets the thing out. An unsightly amount of bodily fluid is stuck to the antenna.]

Moe: You can keep that.

Homer: Woo hoo!

[The End.]

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"Joshua P. Fredman, esquire" wrote in message news:aa0vml$d0e$[email]...

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Best episode ever. -Aaron TheYAM.net

Aaron wrote:

Yay. Now, do one where Marge becomes a robot.

LOL - the sad thing is I can actually see that happening...

On Mon, 22 Apr 2002, Joshua P. Fredman, esquire wrote:

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DYN: ... the cell-phone being caught in Homer's eye? ... Moe giving Homer the cell-phone?

Previous Episode Refences: [FABF02] Homer running around screaming for 19 minutes. [8F08] Homer visiting Moe's bar. [looong list of episodes] Homer being seriously injured.

Review: Well, what can I say? Another stupid pointless show where physical humour is favoured to subtle social satire. BUT IT WORKS, DAMMIT! I laughed all the time, especially when Homer ran around screaming. The best ep so far this season! (A+)

/ Kristian
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MOE: heh heh, well, ol' Moe finally made it into the 21st century.

(HOLDS UP A SMALL RED CELL PHONE)

(CUT TO: LENNY, HOMER, CARL AND BARNEY STARING AT IT, OOHING AND AWEING)

(BACK TO: MOE)

MOE: Bought myself this cute little number on the weekend. Now I've gotta find some cute little numbers to call with it!

(CELLPHONE STARTS RINGING)

MOE: Hey, look guys, I'm gettin' my first call! (FLIPS OPEN CELL PHONE) hello, Moe's Tavern!

(CUT TO: SIMPSON LIVING ROOM, WHERE BART IS HOLDING THE PHONE)

BART: Hi, I'm wondering if there's a lady in the bar, last name Tole, first name Dona?

MOE: Hold on, I'll check. DONA TOLE! DONA TOLE! HEY, IS THERE A DONA TOLE HERE!?

BARNEY (HOLDING A LATTE AND A DONUT) You can have this one, Moe, soon as I finish the donut around it!

(EVERYONE IN BAR LAUGHS)

MOE: Hey, wait a minute! How did....how did you....where did....listen you little grease weasel, you'd better hope that you're faster than a Canadian landed immigant Olympic hopeful, cause when I catch you, you'll find out how much grevious bodily harm an angry bartender can do with an ice crusher!! And then I'll purree your brain and use it in a Tom Collins mix!!!

BART (OVER PHONE): Hahahahahaha!

(MOE ANGRILY GOES OUTSIDE AND THROWS THE CELLPHONE IN THE TRASH, THEN GOES BACK IN BAR. A MOMENT LATER, HOMER GOES OUTSIDE, RETRIEVES THE PHONE, AND DIALS A NUMBER)

HOMER: Heheheheh. That was the best one yet, son. Oh, and by the way - you're grounded.

BART (OVER PHONE): D'oh!