Selma Bouvier - The Simpsons Game - Voices (Xbox 360) Edit

A paper clip.

A sax is not the way to a man's heart.

Arriva, Dirchy.

Be gentle.

Can we hurry this up?

Dolphus.

Driver's licenses on me.

Fighting is as good a way as any to meet people.

Harry I'm serving dinner at the soup kitchen and if I play my cards right, getting lucky.

Help Patty.

Hot Flash.

How come Chippendale dancers never renew their drivers licenses?

How's my blubber in law?

I always hoped aliens would look like Jeff Bridges and Starman.

I bought stock and a Mace company just before society crumbled.

I don't know when Marge is going to wake up and smell her husband.

I don't think so.

I feel great.

I gave King Snorkeling my number. Think I'll call.

I heard dolphins are attacking the pier, but no one is specifying if they're single dolphins.

I waited out my biological clock. I suppose a few more minutes won't hurt.

I'll communicate telepathically with Patty while I Wait. That's text messaging, right?

I'll join, but I have to warn you, I have a bad track record with relationships.

I'm a lady.

I'm gonna pretend I didn't hear that.

I'm not desperate.

I'm not going to die alone without children. Who wants to do it?

I'm sure this is Homer S fault.

I've got Mace.

I've got repetitive stress disorder from scratching my butt all day.

I've still got a lot of rage over my marriage to disco Stew.

Is this mob going after Homer?

Jab. JAB.

Maybe by building this thing I can work off some of my lovely lady lumps.

Nah.

Not good.

Say my name.

Seriously.

Some duct tape.

Tell your friends I'm single.

That immoral video game store sure is successful. Be ashamed if someone cut them down to size.

This fight better not mess up my hair.

This is the best day of my life.

This makes me feel like a natural woman.

To make an omelette, sometimes you have to break a few objects.

Try not to follow in your father's hoof steps.

Wake up and smell your husband, Marge.

What kind of MacGyver fan would I be if I couldn't build something?

When I was a kid, a bottle rocket shot up my nose and I lost all sense of taste and smell.

When I'm afraid, I eat food that's past its expiration date.

Why doesn't anyone confuse me with Selma Blair?

Yeah.

You and your mother really put some muscle behind girl power.

You're telling me, you know what? I look good climbing that tower, MacGyver.

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