Go on, Marge, take that meatloaf and shove it down his ungrateful little throat.
DINNER! YOU CAME BACK! I MEAN, BOB, YOU CAME BACK!
Hi, I'm your neybor down da mountain...
Can I borrow a cup of sugar?
Maybe some meat tenderizer?
So what are YOU having?
You don't have to win. You just have to run faster than Fred...
A picture for this frame? How bout one of you in the damn kitchen making dinner for once..