(Lois pushes a button on the answering machine)
Answering Machine: You have one hundred and thirteen new messages.
Lois: Oh, my.
Herbert: Uh, yeah, I was just wondering, uh... where the newspaper boy was. (beep)
Herbert: Haven't seen the newspaper in a couple days. Wonderin' if he ever gonna come back. (beep)
Herbert: Guess who? Sorry to leave you so many messages. Just lonely here. Thinkin' about the muscly-armed paperboy. Wishin' he'd come by and bring me some good news. (beep)
Herbert: Where are you? (beep)
Herbert: Ah, you're starting to piss me off, you little piggly son of a bitch, Call me!