When can we start calling him 'C. Montgomery Trump' ? He's farcically out of touch.

Yes, I'd like to send this letter to the Prussian consulate in Siam by aeromail. Am I too late for the 4:30 auto-gyro?
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Mr. Burns: If the house catches fire, call this number
Marge : Uh-huh. The fire department
Mr. Burns: Yes. They're new. But they're good.
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Ahoy-hoy? No you have the wrong number. This is 5246. In suspect you need more practice working your telephone machine. Not at all. Ahoy.
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Re...cy...cling? I'm afraid I'm unfamiliar with that term you adorable ragamuffin.
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"Who could forget such a monstrous visage? She has the sloping brow and cranial bumpage of the career criminal."
"Phrenology was dismissed 160 years ago "
"Of course you'd say that... you have the brainpan of a stagecoach tilter!"
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Ooh, don't poo-poo a nickel, Lisa. A nickel will buy you a steak and kidney pie, a cup of coffee, a slice of cheesecake and a newsreel... with enough change left over to ride the trolley from Battery Park to the polo grounds.
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Let’s have a look at my stock portfolio. Confederated Slave Holdings, how’s that doing?
It's, um, stable.
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I’m sure the manual will indicate which lever is the velocitator and which the deceleratrix.
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You there, fill it up with petroleum distillate. And revulcanise my tyres post-haste!
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I’m really enjoying this so-called “iced cream”!
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A donut? I specifically said no ethnic food.
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So you say Batista’s gone. Did you know that?
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Mr. Burns: Smithers do you think you could dig up Al Jolson?
Smithers: Ummm... Remember we tried that?
Mr. Burns: Oh right, he’s dead... and rather pungent.
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