Superintendent: Well Seymour, I made it, despite your directions.
Skinner: Ah, Superintendent Chalmers! Welcome! I hope you're prepared for an unforgettable luncheon.
-Skinner enters in his kitchen-
Skinner: Oh eguts! My roast is ruined!... But what if... I would of purchase fast food and disguise it as my own cooking? Oh ho ho, delightfully devilish, Seymour.
-Seymour tries to get out of his house by the window, and gets interrupted by the Superintendent, who has entered in the kitchen-
*Skinner with his crazy explanations, the Superintendent's going to need his medication, When he hears Skinner's lame exaggerations, there'll trouble in town tonight!*
Superintendent: SEYMOUR!!!!
Skinner: Superintendent! I was just- stretching my calves in the windowsill, isometric exersice, care to join me?
Superintendent: Why is there smoke coming out of your oven, Seymour?
Skinner: Oh, that isn't smoke, it's steam! Steam from the steamed clams we're having. Hmmm~ Steamed clams!
-The Superintendent Chalmers exits the kitchen and Seymour goes to purchase fast food-
Skinner: Whew, Superintendent, I hope you're ready for mouth-watering hamburgers!
Superintendent: I thought we were having steamed clams.
Skinner: Oh, no, I said steamed hams; that's what I call hamburgers!
Superintendent: You call hamburgers steamed hams?
Skinner: Yes, it's a regional dialect.
Superintendent: Uh-huh, what region?
Skinner: Upstate New York...?
Superintendent: Really. Well I'm from Utica and I've never heard anyone use the phrase "Steamed Hams".
Skinner: Oh, not in Utica, no. It's an Albany expression.
-Both of them start eating the hamburgers-
Superintendent: You know, these hamburgers are quite similar to the ones they have at Krusty Burger.
Skinner: Oh, no! Patented Skinner Burgers! Old family recipe!
Superintendent: For steamed hams.
Superintendent: Yes and you call them "steamed hams" despite the fact they are obviously grilled.
Skinner: Ye- you know, th- one thing I sh- Excuse me for one second.
Superintendent: Of course.
-Skinner enters in the kitchen, searching for excuses, and realizes the house is on fire-
Skinner: Ah well! That was wonderful! A good time was had by all, I'm pooped.
Superintendent: Yeah, I should be- GOOD LORD, WHAT'S HAPPENING IN THERE?!
Skinner: Aurora borealis?
Superintendent: A- AURORA BOREALIS?! AT THIS TIME OF YEAR, AT THIS TIME OF THE DAY, IN THIS PART OF THE COUNTRY, LOCALIZED ENTIRELY WITHIN YOUR KITCHEN?!
Superintendent: May I see it?
-Both of them exit the house-
Skinner's Mother: Seymour! The house is on fire!
Skinner: No, mom, it's just the northern lights.
Superintendent: Well, Seymour, you're an odd fellow, but I must say; you steam a good ham.
-Chalmers starts walking the way to his house-
Skinner's Mother: Help! HELP!
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