Skinner: I hope you're ready for mouth watering hamburgers!
Chalmers: I thought we were having steamed clams?
Skinner: Oh no, I said steamed hams. That's what I call hamburgers.
Chalmers: You call hamburgers "steamed hams"?
Skinner: Yes. It's a regional dialog.
Chalmers: Uh… what region?
Skinner: Uuuh. Upstate New York.
Chalmers: 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.
Chalmers: Uh I see. You know these hamburgers are quite similar to the ones they have at Krusty Burgers.
Skinner: Hohohoho. No. Patented Skinner Burgers. Old family recipie.
Chalmers: For… steamed hams.
Skinner: Yes.
Chalmers: Yes, and you call them steamed hams despite the fact they are obviously grilled.
[Skinner enters and leaves the kitchen swiftly upon seeing it is now on fire]
Skinner: Well, that was wonderful. A good time was had by all. I'm pooped.
Chalmers: Yes, I should be, good lord what is happening in there?!
Skinner: Aurora Borealis?
Chalmers: Aurora Borealis? At this time of year? At this time of day? In this part of the country? Localized entirely within your kitchen?
Skinner: Yes.
Chalmers: May I see it?
Skinner: No.
Agnes: Seymour, the house is on fire!
Skinner: No, Mother, it's just the Northern Lights.
