Los Simpson | Espanol Latino

"¡No me subestimes, Margarita! ¡Yo recuerdo cuando las nubes eran de algodón de azúcar y los policías eran centauros amables!"

"¡Hola, vecinos! He creado una máquina del clima que, ejem, glorvin-glorvin, convierte la lluvia en ¡lluvia de donas glaseadas!" los simpson espanol latino

A crack of thunder rolled over Springfield as Homero Simpson Jr. — a spitting image of his father, but with a slightly more confused look — dragged a worn-out tire across the yard. "¡No me subestimes, Margarita

"¿Qué onda, jefecito?" Bardo said, flicking a cigarette he didn't know how to light. "¿Sigues batallando con el sistema?" — a spitting image of his father, but

"Mmm... profético," she whispered, as the thunder of sprinkles and Homero's joyful scream — "¡Wujuuu!" — echoed through Springfield.

Behind him, a cloud of exhaust and bad decisions announced the arrival of Homero's battered pink sedan. The door groaned open, and out stepped Bardo Simpson — the rebellious teenage version of Homero, complete with a pierced ear, a faded "Los Chavorrucos" T-shirt, and a skateboard covered in stickers of donuts.

"¡Eso no tiene sentido!"