Marge: So how was the office birthday party?
Homer: Oh, it was de-lightful! The frosting on the cake was this thick!
[about an inch] And Eugene Fisk (my poor sucker of an assistant)
didn't know the fruit punch was spiked, and he really made an ass
of himself putting the moves on a new girl in valve maintenance.
Ha ha ha..
Marge: Does this girl like him?
Homer: Pffft. I have to warn you Marge, I think the poor young thing
has the hots for Yours Truly!
Marge: Homer!
Homer: Just keepin' you on your toes, babe.
-- "Homer's Night Out"
Ned: Homer? I'm as permissive as the next parent, I mea just
yesterday I let Todd buy some red-hots with a cartoon devil on
the box, but you can't possibly think it's appropriate for your
ten-year-old son to work in a burlesque house!...