Homer: [on phone] Hello, Selma? Selma my dear, how are you? ...
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh. Listen, shut up for a second. How
would you like to marry Apu so he doesn't get deported?
Selma: I'd rather eat poison. My name's already Selma Bouvier
Terwilliger Hutz McClure. God knows it's long enough without
Nahassapeema-whatever. From now on, I'm only marrying for
love. ... Mmm, possibly once more for money.
-- Like the black widow, but not deadly,
"Much Apu About Nothing"
