Homer: Aw, I've never been so miserable in all my life. But I can't
take it out on Marge and the kids -- I've gotta carry the burden
all by myself.
[walks in] Hi, honey, how are you?
Marge: Well, actually --
Homer: Aw, I can't go on with this charade any longer! I hate my job, I
hate my life, and ever since I found out about this baby there's
been nothing but bad luck.
Marge: My contractions started an hour ago.
Homer: It's just in one ear and out the other with you, isn't it, Marge?
-- Homer, sensitive new-age man,
"And Maggie Makes Three"
