Carl: We hardly made a dent in that ten-foot hoagie.
Homer: I'll give it a good home.
[flash to Homer in front of the TV, eating the sandwich.]
Marge: You've been eating that sandwich for over a week. I think the
mayonnaise is starting to turn.
Homer: Two more feet, and I can fit it in the fridge.
[flash to Marge walking up to Homer with a sandwich-looking
thingamabob.]
Marge: Homer, I found this behind the radiator. I really think you
should throw it away.
Homer: Suggestion noted.
[when Marge leaves, Homer chows down]
-- Mmm, botulism, "Selma's Choice"
Homer: I'll give it a good home.
[flash to Homer in front of the TV, eating the sandwich.]
Marge: You've been eating that sandwich for over a week. I think the
mayonnaise is starting to turn.
Homer: Two more feet, and I can fit it in the fridge.
[flash to Marge walking up to Homer with a sandwich-looking
thingamabob.]
Marge: Homer, I found this behind the radiator. I really think you
should throw it away.
Homer: Suggestion noted.
[when Marge leaves, Homer chows down]
-- Mmm, botulism, "Selma's Choice"
Related:
- Jacques: First, you must get to know your lane. Feel the slickness,
feel the slippery finish. Caresses it, experience it... - Marge: Lisa needs to go to the museum tomorrow,
and I think you should take her.
Homer: Museum? Tomorrow? Oh, oh, Marge, I'd love... - Homer: Marge, I'd like to be alone with the sandwich for a moment.
Marge: Are you going to eat it? Homer: [pause] Yes... - Marge: I need to unwind.
Homer: I knw you do, Marge,
but come on, you know what our vacations are ... - Homer: Mmm...sixty four slices of American cheese.
[Takes the stack to the table and sits down]
Sixty four.
[eats it] Sixty three...[eats it] [Next... - Homer: S-s-ssoo coolld...
Marge: Homey, your lips are turning blue.
I think you'd better stay home. Homer: No! Duff... - Marge: Homer, you've cooled down!
Homer: That's what you think!
Rrowr! [grabs Marge] -- Feeling hot, "Selma's... - Marge: [sniffling] This romance is so full of heartfelt passion.
I can really identify with this corn-fed heroine... - Marge: Mmm, I hope you kept the Homey-fires burning.
[Homer snores] Homer... Homer: Huh? Marge: Homer...
