Marge: Homer, a man who called himself You-Know-Who just invited you to a secret wink-wink at the you-know-what. You certainly are popular now that you're a Stonecutter. Homer: Oh, yeah. [reads from a book] "Beer busts, beer blasts, keggers, stein hoists, A.A. meetings, beer nights..." It's wonderful, Marge! I've never felt so accepted in all my life. These people look deep within my soul and assign me a number based on the order in which I joined. [sniffs tearily] -- A true measure of worth, "Homer the Great"
At the next meeting, everyone raises their glasses and sings.
Everyone: Who controls the British crown? Who keeps the metric system down? We do! We do. Who leaves the Atlantis off the maps? [shot of Carl] Who keeps the Martians under wraps? [shot of Lenny] We do! We do. [shot of Martian] Who holds back the electric car? Who makes Steve Guttenberg a star? [shot of Steve] We do! We do. Who robs cave fish of their sight? [shot of Skinner] Who rigs every Oscar night? [shot of Homer] We do! We do.