Marge: I wrote a poem for you this afternoon, Homer. It's called,
`To a Husband'.
Homer: Okay, okay.
Marge: (Ahem.) The blackened clouds are forming.
Homer: Oh, give me a break, Marge.
Marge: Soon the rain will fall.
My dear one is departing.
But first, please heed this call.
That always will I love you,
My one, my love, my all.
-- "One Fish, Two Fish, Blowfish, Blue Fish"
`To a Husband'.
Homer: Okay, okay.
Marge: (Ahem.) The blackened clouds are forming.
Homer: Oh, give me a break, Marge.
Marge: Soon the rain will fall.
My dear one is departing.
But first, please heed this call.
That always will I love you,
My one, my love, my all.
-- "One Fish, Two Fish, Blowfish, Blue Fish"
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- Marge: Please, Homer, can't we try it? [going to a sushi bar]
Homer:
No. Lisa: Please, Dad, this argument humiliates us... - Homer: Marge! Why did you let me sleep so late?
Marge:
You looked so peaceful lying there. Homer: There'll... - Jacques: First, you must get to know your lane. Feel the slickness,
feel the slippery finish. Caresses it, experience it... - Homer: Hey, Burns! Eat my shorts!
Burns: Who the Sam Hill was that?
One Fish, Two Fish, Blowfish, Blue... - Homer: Look, Marge! They opened a new high-tech gadget store!
You love high-tech gadgets. Marge: No, I don't... - Marge: Homer! Bart! Maggie! Company eating rules.
Homer: [burps] Oh, right. [everyone eats all... - Homer: Oh. My dreams will go unfulfilled? Oh, no!
I don't like the sound of that one bit. That... - Marge: Tomorrow night, it might be nice to go out for dinner.
Homer: Tomorrow night? Friday? Pork chop night? ... - Oh I want to be in that rumba
When the saints go over there!
Homer sings to Lisa's sax playing, "One Fish, ...
