Marge: Selma! You're back from your date already?
Selma: Yeah. I was so upset I ate a jar of expired olives. [sighs] I
guess I'll never have a baby.
Lisa: Aunt Selma, this may seem a little presumptious, but have you
ever considered artificial insemination?
Homer: [laughs] I don't know. You gotta be pretty lame to make it
with a robot. [Marge whispers in his ear] I knew that.
-- Making it with sperm in a cup, "Selma's Choice"