Sunday, Cruddy Sunday One Sunday afternoon it's raining so Marge tries to find an activity for the family and finds an old Vincent Price's Egg Magic art set for creating little egg people. However the feet are missing and when Marge rings up to complain she finds Vincent Price still lives!
Plot
The Couch gag has the Simpsons sit on the couch and it rotate with a secret panel to reveal on the other side Flanders manacled to the wall and being tortured by Vincent Price as a mad scientist laughing evilly.
Second, Third and Fourth grade of Springfield Elementary are at the post office.
"Well, kids. Are you excited about today's field trip?" Skinner asked them.
"Well no not really Principal Skinner... we went here last year!" said Lisa.
"Ah... Last year..." said Skinner reminiscing. "Now kids, here's your tour guide Post master Phil!" A fat old postman in charge of the office arrives.
"Awwwww! I wanted Postman Pat..." Oscar whined.
Everyone laughs at him. Bart is mortified.
"Oscar stop making a spectacle of yourself! The other students are laughing at you! Not with you!" Skinner told him off.
"Oz stop being such a baby..." Bart groaned.
"Hohoho! Yes I am your local post master! And this is your local post office!" said Postmaster Phil.
"It is?!" said Bart. He spilt letters and insurance leaflets everywhere. Getting Toon Link from Windwaker annoyed at him.
"Hey! I just sorted those!" Link yelled
Then Bart scribbled on a wall with the pens
"Bart!" Skinner yelled.
"Just a second!" said Bart still scribbling his picture of Dignity by Kirk Van Houten.
"Hey look! It's dignity!" said Milhouse.
"How does that look like dignity?!" Nelson said in disbelief.
Phil then took questions.
"Hey, hey. Settle down, children. Now, who's ever wondered how the post office works?" asked Phil. No one put their hands up. "No one?"
"I did until we came here last year." said Lisa.
"Ah. Springfield Elementary. Yes..." said Postmaster Phil.
Then kids asked questions.
"Have you ever gone on a killing spree?" Nelson asked.
"Ohohoho! No sonny. The tales of the mad gun touting postal worker are gone. Along with the VCR!" said Phil.
We cut to the lady postal worker Bart s rude to in Homer's Night Out over his spy camera. She's shooting up a bank. "Here's your stupid Amazon delivery!" She yelled shooting everyone with a machine gun.
Back at the post office Skinner and Phil laughed.
"Well I'm just glad I work in an elementary school!" said Skinner.
"I detest postal workers! And I detest public schools!" spat Van Pelt from the live action Jumanji movie.
"Oz..." Bart groaned.
Postmaster Phil then showed the children around the office. First he showed them the letter sorting machine.
"Each letter has a five digit code to tell it where to go!" said Phil.
"But these have nine numbers! What are the other four for?" Lisa asked.
"Citizen relocation codes. Hopefully we won't ever have to use them..." said Phil sweating nervously as an ominous security camer watched them.
In a monitoring room.
"She knows too much! Shall we flood the chamber?" A man asks.
"No. Let's have lunch." said his colleague.
Next Phil showed them the staff room, thinking the postal workers would be hard at work. They were just sitting down taking money from the letters and keeping it.
"College fund!"
"Endowment!"
"Birthday card money!"
"Ding ding ding!" They threw money about in celebration.
Phil was embarrassed.
He then showed the kids the dead letter room. "Where undelivered Mail is kept. You may each take one!" said Phil.
The kids burrowed in the dead letter tank to get a letter. Ralph got a package. His Dad's K9 dog units sniffed the parcel and growled. It was obviously drugs.
"I got some dog food!" Ralph cheered.
"Um yes Ralphie... that's some dog food... I'm sure Officer Sniffy and Killer would like some..." said Chief Wiggum.
"I got my letter to Santa..." Milhouse groaned.
"That's odd! I deliver mine by Elf mail!" said Oscar.
"Oz..." Bart sighed.
Bart got a coupon book. "A coupon book?!" What am I gonna do with a coupon book?!" Bart whined.
Hugo got a parcel to Homer from Mona.
"Gee, Grandma sure sent Dad lots of mail..." said Hugo taking all the Homer parcels.
"Well that's what you get for not giving a proper address, Pally!" said Raphael.
"If my Dad did the IRS would come after him..." said Hugo.
Bart was still drawing on the walls.
Hugo sighed exasperated by his twin.
...
One Sunday Hugo gives his Dad his parcels from Mona.
Hugo made garbled sounds and growls while handing over parcels to Homer on his birthday or Father's Day or something.
"Okay Monster boy, what have you got for me..." Homer opened a parcel.
"Mom sent me more parcels! Oh I hope it's space food!" said Homer opening the parcels.
Bart winced. Always with the space food... and dehydrated ice cream.
"Bart... haven't you got something to give Dad this Father's Day..." Lisa frowned at Bart.
"After the way he strangles me all the time?!" Bart replied frowning.
"What about how he treats me!? I still got him a gift." said Hugo.
"Exactly Hugo. Bart he treats Hugo far worse than you..." said Lisa.
"Okay! Okay! Can I get you kids a ladder? So you can get off of my back!" Homer yelled.
Later it is raining so Bart, Lisa and Hugo can't go outside to play.
They are at the window looking glum because of the rain. Marge can see them stood at the window bored and watching the rain.
"Alright, let's see what's in the closet." Marge looks in the games closet.
"Oooooooooh! Darlin'! I'm not ready yet!" said a gay man inside the games closet.
"Lance get outta there..." Bart groaned.
"We have monopoly."
"No." The kids reply.
"That monopoly from the Mandela effect universe."
"No."
"Galipolopy?"
The kids shake their heads.
"Edna Krabopoly?"
"No."
"Ay Carumba!" said Bart seeing the box art.
"Rastamonopoly?" Marge asked.
"No."
"What's this?" Lisa asked. "Vincent Price's Egg Magic."
"Oh! That sounds fun! We can make little egg people!" Marge likes the art set. "Well boys?" Bart and Hugo yawn.
They get out all the parts and set them out neatly. However one of the parts is missing. The feet!
"There's no feet! That's not very good! Why weren't they included?!" Marge was disappointed.
"Look! There's a contact number to complain!" Lisa noticed a telephone number on the box for enquiries and complaints.
"Hrrrrrrmmmmm... Sweetie I don't think that number even works anymore. It's been in our closet for who knows how long." Marge explained. But she was willing to give it a try. "Might as well try though."
"Let's go and play video games upstairs..." Bart did not want to play with an art set.
Marge is in the kitchen with Lisa using the kitchen phone. She rings the number on the box and waits for an answer.
"This is Vincent Price speaking. Mwuhahahahaha!" said the Vincent Price before laughing evilly.
"Cooooool!" Oscar cooed.
"Oh my gosh! I thought he was dead!" Marge was shocked he was still alive.
"You should know the grave could never contain me! Mwuhahahahaha!" Vincent replied before laughing again.
"Mr Price! I loved you in the Abominable Doc-"
"If you're calling about the missing feet they will be rushed to you by my Grandson Jody." Vincent explained. While he was speaking Marge wrote Jody Price on the fridge's notepad. "Just leave your name and address after the beep. Now I must return to the sweet embrace of the crypt! But I'll be back! Bwuhahahaha!" Vincent laughed one more time before putting down the phone.
"So is he alive or not?" Lisa asked confused.
Marge shrugged her shoulders.
There was the beep. "Marge Simpson. 742 Evergreen Terrace. 555 222." Marge gave her details to Vincent Price. She then put down the phone. It then rang so she answered it.
"Oh hi Maude!" Marge answered the phone to find her neighbor Maude had called for a friendly chat.
Presumbably they spoke about the bible.
Meanwhile Vincent Price was in his spooky study reading Edgar Allen Poe books and telling Edward Scissorhands off for ruining his topiary garden.
"Edward, you impetuous fool! Stop cutting my topiary bushes!" He yelled out the window.
Edward Scissorhands was outside in the topiary garden clipping the bushes into shapes.
Jody then arrived at the Simpsons and handed over the missing feet for the Egg Magic set. Marge thanked him and he went on his way.
"Good, now we can make little egg people." said Marge.
In the lounge Grampa was reminiscing about the past.
""Legends of comedy," my tuchus.! What has Fatty Arbuckle done that I haven't done?" said Grampa. Fatty Arbuckle or Roscoe is mentioned in this episode and yes he's a real person.
"He raped and murdered a young lady!" Oscar blurted out.
"Oz no!" Bart and Hugo told him off.
"Oscar are you discussing R rated topics again?!" Marge yelled.
"Oz he was exonerated of that..." said Hugo frowning at him.
"That just meant they couldn't prove he definitely did it..." said Oscar.
"Anyhoo, ignoring Oscar's potty mouth. Bart, Hugo. Do the kids still play Jacks?" Grampa asked.
"That went out of fashion with the VCR..." said Bart yawning.
"Yeah we have DVDs now." said Oscar.
Grampa asked about something else. Possibly jump rope.
"That went the way of the Dodo..." said Hugo sighing.
"Dodo's taste of chicken..." said Oscar in a demented manner.
Bart winced.
"What about..." Grampa asked.
"Gramps that went out of fashion with the Macarena..." Bart groaned.
"No the Macarena is still a trend when on vacation! Ayyyyyyy Macarena!" Oscar sang Ay Macarena.
Bart was mortified.
...
That afternoon was also Father's Day or Homer's birthday and Bart had bought Homer a book of free sample coupons.
"Here you go Dad. Happy Birthday."
"Aw thanks boy!" said Homer. "Oh! Free ice tyres!"
"Dad it's midday. Don't you think it's rather insensitive Bart is giving your gift now? Hugo and I gave you your gifts this morning..." said Lisa.
"Yeah and a coupon book... sheesh!" Hugo snarked deadpan.
"Oh! Two free pizzas from Doughy's!" Homer gasped.
"Doughy pizzas are terrible." said Oscar.
"Yeah! But two free ones!" said Homer.
Lisa sighed.
"I'll start with a couple of pizzas, then a complimentary tango lesson." said Homer reading the coupon book.
"And a complimentary can of Tango." said Oscar.
"No." said Homer.
Oscar pouted.
"And I'll cap it off with a smooth, refreshing colonic." said Homer. Yeah a um colonic...
"Um, Dad?" Lisa winced but Homer didn't hear her.
Plot 2
He went to the garage to get the ice tyres or something but Raphael and the manager tried to con him that the car was unsafe to drive and needed a mandatory service. Which would cost lots of money.
The ice tyres or something was installed in the car.
"Now, this wheel balancing is free, right?" asked Homer.
"Oh, you betcha. Absolutely. Uh, oh, oh, wait a minute. These tires won't take a balance." Raphael notices something wrong with the car.
"They won't?" Homer whined.
"Nah, no. You hear that clunk? No. That tells me you need four new tires." said Raphael.
"I don't think so," said Oscar and he used his telekinesis to pull Homer's car out of the lift and put it down for Homer to drive it away.
"Woohoo! So long suckers!" Homer cheered.
"You crazy fool! That car isn't safe to drive! Aye..." Raphael sighed.
Later.
Homer nearly ran over Walley Kogen a travel agent.
"Can you drive me home? Those darn garage workers conned me into having a mandatory vehicle inspection!"
Homer and Bart laughed.
"That isn't a con... there's been numerous residents driving around without MOTs... or driving in unsafe vehicles..." Wiggum groaned.
"Okay, hop in." said Homer.
"Thanks. In return I'll get you a free holiday!" Walley paused. "Well fairly cheap. In return though you'll need to get a bus load of people to go on it.
"Oh that's easy!" said Homer as they drove home.
"Yep." said Oscar.
Then Homer took Oscar and Wally to the wig store because he was using his coupons Bart gave him.
Homer left the wig store wearing a wig that made him resemble a young Paul McCartney. Homer was just happy to have hair again.
"Woohoo I'm young again!" said Homer.
Oscar shook his head.
Then Homer used the tango season coupon to get a free tango dancing lesson.
He was doing a Latin romantic dance with the lady teacher while holding a rose in his mouth.
"I think Homer has something romantic he is planning..." said Oscar to Wally Kogan. Oscar opened a can of Tango, orange flavour and sipped it.
Wally was bored.
Then Homer ordered two rubbish and dry, chewy, Doughy pizzas.
"Homer I'd really like to get back to my vacation booking company..." Wally sighed.
"And Little Caesar's are better..." said Oscar.
Homer couldn't decide his topping.
"Just make him one with everything and one with ham and pineapple!" Oscar yelled.
"Eeeeeeew! Pineapple?!" Homer groaned.
Then Homer got a colonic. Where they flush out your poop...
"I really want to get my colon cleansed." said Homer.
"Good, then I'll clean out my colon!" Oscar clenched and farted loudly.
"Oz!" Homer told him off for farting.
"What? You were going on about colon cleansing." Oscar said and farted loudly.
"I'll turn your ass into a frog if you don't stop farting, boy." said Gramma Klump.
Oscar frowned.
The garage with one of the many Raphael, the snarky guy clones and the guy who runs the newspaper in season 11's Guess Who's Coming to Criticize Dinner?
Cleatus was getting his truck MOT'ed.
"Now, this wheel balancing is free, right?" Cleatus Spuckler asked.
"Oh, you betcha. Absolutely." said Raphael.
"Uh, oh, oh, wait a minute." He added. "These tires won't take a balance."
"Awww, dang it! They won't?" Cleatus groaned.
"Nah, no. You hear that clunk?" said Raphael.
"No." said Cleatus.
"That tells me you need four new tires." said Raphael.
"Really?" asked Cleatus.
"Yeah. Legally, I can't even let you drive out of here." said Raphael.
"Oh, please, can't you let me slide this time?" Cleatus whined.
"Gee, I'd really like to, but if my boss found out-"
"What's going on over here? You gonna let this man drive out of here on unsafe tires?" said the boss who later hires Homer as a newspaper food critic.
"No, boss, I swear." said Raphael.
"That's it. You're fired!" said the boss.
"Oh no! No! No!" Raphael cried.
"Uh..." said Cleatus unsympathetic.
Raphael sobbed.
"Uh I have to get home to my many, many younguns..." said Cleatus.
...
John Madden and Pat Summerall are commentating on the episode when a bus turns up.
"I didn't like that the author got Homer out of that jam." said Pat.
Well screw you Pat!
Lord Summerisle couldn't "Bee" there as he was sacrificing people in giant Druid wicker men.
A bus arrives as I just said.
Vincent Price is driving it.
"All aboard boys, I've been waiting for you!" He said in a creepy manner.
"Now that doesn't make a lick of sense!" John complained.
"I know, just get on John." said Pat as they got on.
The bus doors shut. However Vincent couldn't find the clutch and was stalling. "Where's that infernal clutch? Oh I'll get it!"
"Give it some gas Grampa!" said Jody.
"Oh quiet Jody you're not helping!" said Vincent as they drove off.
As the bus stalls down the road we cut to Homer driving his car at cruising speed as he takes Wally and Bart home.
"Wally Kogen. Hey, I know you. We were in the same pyramid scheme." said Homer. Must take this to its ridiculous conclusion!
"Oh, don't remind me. Friends helping friends, my ass!" said Wally.
Oscar farted loudly. "That was my ass..." he chuckled.
"Oz if you mess yourself I am NOT changing you." said Homer.
We cut to the "Pyramid Scheme".
Unfortunately Oscar recalled it as Ramesses II who'll feature in Sweets and Sour Marge II enslaving everyone and making them build him a pyramid.
"Ow! Ow! Ow! Oz! This is not what a pyramid scheme is!" Homer cried as a slave master whipped him and Wally as they pulled a heavy sandstone block up the ramps around a pyramid.
Ramesses II was reading a scroll with hieroglyphs on it while everyone in Springfield was toiling and pulling large stone blocks.
Back in the present.
"Anyway. Wanna grab a few beers?" Homer asked Wally.
"Sure." said Wally.
They went to Moe's to round up friends to get on a bus to go on vacation or to a football game. This episode it was a football game.
"The road to the Super Bowl is long and pointless." Homer sighed,
"I mean, when you think about it. Football's so great. But now the two conference champs must survive... a harrowing bye week that no one enjoys." said Wally.
"Bye weeks! Feh! Bronco Nagurski didn't get no bye weeks. And now he's dead!" said Moe.
"Yeah, he was 92 years old. He died of old age. Like we all will. Giving him bye weeks wouldn't have helped him live longer..." said Oscar dinking a Buzz Cola.
Moe grunted.
"So Moe, you like football?" Wally asked.
"Yes I like-" Everyone was saying their favourite team while holding a cup over their mouth to change or muffle their voice. "Atlanta Falcons."
"Why are you doing that..." Oscar said squinting suspiciously.
"Yeah, how 'bout that Super Bowl. You going this year?" Wally asked Homer.
"Me? Nah." said Homer, he gasped. "Unless there's a coupon for it. Nah."
"Well, I run the Springfield Travel Agency. We've got a charter bus going down to the game. You help us fill it, you can ride for free." said Wally.
"Woohoo!" Homer cheered.
"And it should be easier to drive around town and ask my pals thanks to Oscar getting us away from those scammer mechanics!" Homer added as he tousled Oscar's hair boisterously.
"It wasn't a scam! Your vehicle is due a MOT..." said Wiggum.
Then at the Kwik-E Mart Apu does a ritual and summons Daffy Duck.
"You're despicable..." said Daffy spitting when he talks.
Inane Brian winced. The black haired boy with hair like the pink and black part of Yugi's hair but black with white highlights paid for his candy.
"Keep the change..." He was baffled by Apu summoning Daffy.
Then a piano fell on Inane Brian, squashing him.
"Music recitals are painful..." Brian groaned from under the piano.
"Piano keys for teeth gag?" Oscar asked for the injured toon crushed by a piano to do the piano keys in their mouth gag.
"No that's cliched Oz and besides they wouldn't fit as comical replacements for teeth because of my huge buck teeth." said Brian.
"Oh look! Little flying birds!" Oscar was admiring the birds circling Brian's head.
"You're not supposed to notice the birdies..." Brian groaned.
In Moe's
"Well that's everybody, oh almost forgot you, Stitchface." Homer bought his "son" Stitchface, the football.
Bart winced exasperated.
"Uh why am I here man?" He asked.
I dunno.
Bart sighed.
...
Later that afternoon Oscar and Hugo are cycling to Vincent Price's mansion.
"Why are we going to see Vincent Price?" Hugo asked.
"To ask if he'll be in the next Treehouse of Horror episode." Oscar replied as they cycled up the muddy path.
"I think the scripts are already finished. You'll have to wait until the next one." Hugo replied. "You really need to learn to ride that thing without training wheels..." Hugo sighed as he stared at the training wheels attached to Oscar's bike.
Oscar was humming a tune.
Hugo jabbered angrily at him in monster growls.
"What?" Oscar asked.
"I said, why do you still have training wheels..." said Hugo.
"So what if I still have them..." said Oscar.
Hugo rolled his eyes.
They approached a haunted mansion surrounded by dead trees. Hugo was unnerved by the place and reluctantly rang the doorbell.
"If you're a door to door salesman or Basil the great mouse detective go away! Otherwise come in to my humble abode! Mwuhahahahaha!" said Vincent over the door intercom. "Ah, fresh victims for my ever growing army of the undead.
"Sir you have to take your finger off of the button." said a Peter Lorre voice as Igor.
"Why you son of a-" Vincent yelled before cutting out.
the doors opened by themselves. Hugo and Oscar went in. Although they were having second thoughts of the whole thing.
They went down the dark creepy hallway lit dimly by torches. Suddenly the front doors shut on them on their own! It's a horror movie cliche...
Oscar and Hugo whimpered.
Plot 3
Meanwhile at the Simpsons. Marge was worried about Hugo and Oscar.
Bart came in with Homer and Wally.
Lisa was painting the egg people.
Homer was on the phone to Lenny trying to get him to go on a lad's holiday.
"Naaaaah." said Lenny.
"Oh come on!" Homer whined.
"Naaaaaah." said Lenny.
"Oh come on!" Homer whined.
"Naaaaaah." said Lenny.
"Oh come on!" Homer whined.
"Okay..." Lenny sighed.
"Woohoo!" Homer cheered.
"Yes! Now that Lenny's in, Carl will fall like a domino. Checkmate..." said Homer smugly.
Lisa face palmed at him confusing table games.
"I'm so happy you're going to the big game. My dream has always been to see the Bolshoi Ballet." said Marge.
"Yeah, yeah. Do we have any pencils that work?" Homer said dismissively.
"They work if you sharpen them..." said Lisa.
Homer scoffed annoyed.
"Wow. You've signed up quite a few people, Homeboy- the Sea Captain, Bumblebee Man, Comic Book Guy, the Squeaky-voiced Teen." said Bart.
"I gotta hand it to you, Homer. It's really a good group." said Marge.
"Yeah, not a dame in sight." said Homer.
Marge grumbled at him.
...
Elsewhere.
Hugo and Oscar were suddenly greeted by Lurch.
They screamed.
"You raaaaang?" asked Lurch. He the guided them to the drawing room.
Along the way they passed more dim torches in sconces and spider webs.
Igor laughed maniacally at them.
Vincent Price was waiting in a big comfy chair and drinking red wine.
"Good afternoon boys, I've been expecting you!" said Vincent Price in a creepy manner.
Oscar was nervous.
"We were um just wondering if you would make a cameo in the next Treehouse of Horror?" asked Oscar.
"Oh, sorry boys but I'm rather tied up at the moment. Quite literally! Mwuhahahahaha!" He was suddenly tied up with ropes.
Oscar giggled. "That was a good one!"
Hugo rolled his eyes with sarcasm.
"And of course I must see a script first!" said Vincent.
"Oh, that's too bad. We'll be going then." said Oscar.
"Very well. Lurch will see you out." said Vincent. "Until next time boys!"
Oscar and Hugo left.
Several cats meowed.
"Bring me my pendulum kitties, I feel like swinging." said Vincent.
Outside.
"He was nice." said Oscar.
Hugo rolled his eyes.
...
At Moe's.
The barflies were drinking and discussing football and eating mustard packets...
"No we're playing backgammon and discussing Wittgenstein!" Homer yelled.
"Homer you're clearly eating packets of mustard..." said Mulder from the X Files.
Moe spoke about bye weeks in American football. Then when Homer arrived.
"Gee you rounded up a lot people for this trip to the football game, Homer." Moe noticed his bar was a lot more full with citizens such as Ned, Comic Book Guy...
Barney belched.
Then Sean Astin made a cameo as an annoying pipsqueak called Rudy who wanted to come as well.
"Can I come too?" Rudy asked.
"No!" Everyone including Bart yelled.
Rudy whined.
Anyway it's funny because he's Samwise Gamgee...
"Forget it, kid. You're too small to go to the Super Bowl." said Homer.
"Dad I'm coming... and secondly. That's not a kid. That's Sean Astin as Rudy..." said Bart.
"But what I lack in size I make up for in... obnoxiousness." said Rudy.
"Go away Rudy!" Everyone yelled.
Elsewhere at the car repair garage. Ned fell for their scam that he needs repair work or Raphael gets fired.
Ned sighed as he sat in the waiting room while Spanish Flea played on the radio.
At home because the girls aren't in this episode much...
"It's so nice to have a peaceful weekend together." said Marge.
"Yeah, I'm bored too." said Lisa.
...
Eventually Homer invited all of his friends to the holiday which Homer wanted to include a visit to a football game as his coupon book included free tickets.
The coach provided free drinks but someone was supposed to be monitoring what everyone was drinking, that someone was Homer. However he was already drunk to the point he somehow got a goat on the coach.
"Actually if you've got any questions ask me." said Walley.
At the stadium there was a scalper selling tickets.
"Ah, get lost, you bloodsucking parasite!" Moe snapped. Right that's it! You leave me no choice! Hehehehe!
Ace, Oscar's vampire friend in third grade, hissed at Moe and bared his fangs.
Bart face palmed.
"What? He's a vampire." A blood sucker..." said Oscar.
However at the stadium the ticket inspector explained the tickets weren't valid as they were just crackers.
"Stop eating them!" Homer whined.
Homer and his friends tried to sneak in but got arrested and put in a cell.
Luckily Dolly Parton arrived and was a friend of Walley. After getting a polite please from Walley despite Moe being rude Dolly burnt out the lock of their cell with her supercharged face powder.
They escaped and tried to find the stands. However after following Homer's blundering directions they arrived at the TV box. There was a buffet table and a nice view of the game. However Homer and his friends were more interested in eating.
"Uh, Dad I think someone scored." said Bart.
"Eating. Talk later." said Homer.
Suddenly a helicopter landed and someone got out with guards. That someone was Rupert Murdoch.
"Who are you people and what are you doing in my TV box?!" Rupert demanded answers.
"Who the hell are you?!" Homer asked with a mouthful of food.
"Rupert Murdoch! And that's my buffet you're eating!" said Rupert.
"Oh yeah? If you're Rupert Murdoch then prove it!" Homer replied.
Rupert clicked his fingers and the people on the pitch arranged themselves to read "Hi Rupert!" They also yelled "Hi Rupert!" Simultaneously.
"Oooooh..." Homer realised he was Rupert Murdoch.
"Look Mr Murdoch. This has been a little misunderstanding and-" said Walley.
"Silence!" Rupert bellowed and threw some smoke capsules. From out of them spawned some old fashioned British police officers with truncheons batting them and repeatedly saying "Oi!Oi!Oi!Oi!"
Homer and his friends and Bart and Oscar and of course Walley made Curly neck tugs and noises before running away.
...
"Look! The stands! We're almost-" Homer saw the stands but the winning team rushed in driving Homer and the others into their changing room.
"I can't believe we're in the winning team's changing room! Woohoo!" said Homer.
Everyone was celebrating and Homer got a phone call from Bill Clinton.
Bill praised Homer thinking he was one of the players.
Suddenly Reverend Lovejoy whipped Homer with a wet towel.
"Oh!" Homer squealed. "That's it Lovejoy! You're gonna get it!" He ran off leaving Bill wandering where he'd gone.
"Hello? Hello? I demand you answer me!" said Bill.
Oh you demand!
"Dad that doesn't belong to you..." said Bart as Homer had the trophy.
"Shut up..." said Homer.
Elsewhere...
The Cat in the Hat was screaming eggs around Kwik e Mart.
Apu winced as he watched this bizarre event happen. Well he did summon Daffy Duck earlier...
"You're all despicable!" said Daffy.
"Eggs!" said the Cat in the Hat.
Oscar shot him with a pump action shotgun.
"As I lay dying I fear no hell fires, just don't let me be played by Mike Myers!" said the Cat in the Hat as he died.
Monday.
Homer went to college. The school was having a caucus/inset day so the kids went to college with Dad.
"This is truly amazing. I feel like I am surrounded by knowledge, cradled in the bosom of learning!" Lisa sighed admiring the college.
Oscar laughed hysterically. "Gahahahaha! Bosom!"
Lisa sighed.
...
On the college grounds. Homer was feeling nostalgia for that Sunday that just passed where he ended up in the winner's locker room and Lovejoy whipped him with a wet towel.
Bart was extremely bored by the college. Suddenly he heard shrill, maniacal laughter.
Dr Demento checked in for a prescription in mayhem!
"Aaaaaaagh! Dr Demento!" Bart screamed.
"So you want to be my mentor?" Weird Al Yankovic asked Dr Demento.
"No I want to be your De-mentor." said Dr Demento.
"Expecto Patronum!" Oscar casted the Patronus spell at him.
"Geek!" Bart snarked at Oscar for referencing Harry Potter.
"Knowledge is power. Power corrupts. Study hard. Be Evil. Mwuhahahaha!" Hugo laughed maniacally.
Bart gave an unnerved glance.
Dr Demento chuckled while juggling limes.
"I wonder what Matt meant by the ice weasels come out at night..." said Oscar.
"Uh Let's just go inside and get away from Dementoid..." said Bart.
Elsewhere a bus stops.
"Last stop boys. The crypt! Gahahahaha!" Vincent Price laughed maniacally.
John Madden sighed.
"Yeah I know John. Let's just go..." said Pat Summerall as the two sports commentators got off the bus.
The episode ends with Homer sat bored in the garage waiting room while A Little Spanish Flea plays.
The End.
