Bob's Burgers

I mean I can do better, like Spiro Nagnew. Naggity Anne. Secretary of Nagriculture.

Bob

Let’s release the lobster back into the supermarket from whence it came.

Gene

My eyes don’t work, paint me a word picture.

Gene

Summer is awful! There’s so much pressure to enjoy yourself. It’s like New Year’s Eve for kids.

Gene

When I die I want you to cremate me and throw my ashes in Tom Selleck’s face.

Linda

And I’m going to get my gun license, finally.

Louise

Good job Mr. Frond, we were going to tell her on Father’s Day, now we have nothing to do on Father’s Day.

Louise

Okay, technical problems from last night have been resolved. Hair dryer plus toaster plus waffle iron equals boiling water.

Louise

Turns out dad has been putting murdered cows in our hamburgers.

Louise

What is this feeling I’m feeling right now? It’s like I’m sad for another person. Is that a thing? Am I going crazy?

Louise

I already picked a corner for the bathroom. That one, where I went.

Tina

I’m working on my mating list for when we have to repopulate the world.

Tina

Maybe this cow is trying to communicate with us in the only way it knows how – with its feces.

Tina