Bart: Oh, hey! That's Mom. She's happy again!
[runs to the yard]
[perturbed] You guys made a snowman family?
Homer: Check it out, boy: it's like looking into a living snow mirror.
[snow Homer has hair and large muscles]
Bart: Why didn't you wait for me?
Marge: I didn't think you'd mind. I figured you were getting a little
too old for this. But you can still make one: there's some snow
left under the car.
[said snow is all dirty and disgusting]
-- Thanks a lot, Mom, "Marge Be Not Proud"
