Mr. Burns: (reading Homer's letter) "Dear Mr. Burns. I'm so glad you enjoyed my son's blood, and your card was just great." Why Simpson, you've made my day, you're a true gentlemen. Homer: Well I- Mr. Burns: Hello, there's more. (continues reading) "In case you can't tell, I'm being sarcastic. You stink! You are a senile bucktoothed old mummy with bony girl arms and you smell like an elephant's butt!"
(Homer tries to retrieve the angry letter that Bart accidentally put in the mail.) Homer: Hello, my name is Mr. Burns. I believe you have a letter for me. P.O. Worker: Okay, Mr. Burns. What's your first name? Homer: I...don't know.