Homer: Look, Marge! They opened a new high-tech gadget store! You love
high-tech gadgets.
Marge: No, I don't.
Homer: Like bull you don't. Come on.
[leadingly grabs Marge's arm]
Marge: Homer, please! You're hurting my arm.
Homer: [obliviously] No I'm not.
-- "The Homer They Fall"
high-tech gadgets.
Marge: No, I don't.
Homer: Like bull you don't. Come on.
[leadingly grabs Marge's arm]
Marge: Homer, please! You're hurting my arm.
Homer: [obliviously] No I'm not.
-- "The Homer They Fall"
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