The Simpsons1989

[Bart's class is having Show and Tell]

Bart:
Someday, I want to be an F-14 pilot like my hero, Tom. He lent me this new weapon called a neural disrupter.

[Bart demonstrates the sheer power of the neural disrupter by shooting it at Martin's forehead]

Martin Prince:
Hey...

[falls down on the ground, twitching]

Mrs. Krabappel:
He's not dead, is he Bart?

Bart:
Nah, but I wouldn't give him any homework for awhile.

Mrs. Krabappel:
Very good, Bart. Thank you.

Bart:
Oh, don't thank me. Thank an unprecedented eight-year military build-up.

Mrs. Krabappel:
Mmm. Milhouse, you're next.

Milhouse Van Houten:
Uh, I have a horsey. [mimics his toy horse neighing in a slurry way which then trails off]

Nelson Muntz:
Wuss!