Marge: Uh oh, almost forgot to lock the doors. [the locks slam down like a jail cell door closing] Bart:

Marge: Uh oh, almost forgot to lock the doors.
[the locks slam down like a jail cell door closing]
Bart: [groaning] Ohh...
[the seat back turns into Brodka]
Brodka: I hope you're going to the Valley Vista Try-N-Save, kid, 'cause
you don't want to come to my store. Catfische?
[seat-back Brodka puts his cigarette out in the ashtray]
-- At least Bart's fantasies are sanitary,
"Marge Be Not Proud"