Marge: (in a southern accent) The play's tomorrow night. I've got to stay in charactah.
Lisa: (in a southern accent) Hey mom, would it help if I talked lack this tew?
Marge: (in a southern accent) It maght.
Bart: (in a cockney accent) En I'll talk like 'is. Bob's ya uncle mate.
Marge: (in a southern accent) That really doesn't help, Baaht.
Bart: (in a cockney accent) Can I slog off school tomorra. Gotta pain in me gulliva!
Homer: I'm livin' in a cuckoo clock!