Marge: Beautiful, huh? Homer and I used to come up here on dates.
[Flashback to said date, where Homer brandishes a thick stick]
Homer, stop that! It's just a weather station.
Homer: Come on, Marge! It's fun to smash things. [hits it] Heh heh, I
smashed it good! [laughs some more]
[to Marge] You got real purty hair...
-- A hopeless romantic, "Marge on the Lam"