Here is what we hope is good natured joshing and shadow puppets. A moment of levity, if you will, in the otherwise hellish life we led as children. There was always a boxer dog present in our home. A boxer [or any dog, for that matter] can always use a good head-scratch. As we all know.
Remember the blue-dot see-through curtains in the dining room?
Homer: Fame was like a drug. But what was even more like a drug were the drugs.
Homer: Marge, it takes two to lie. One to lie and one to listen.
Homer: What’s the point of going out? We’re just going to wind up back here anyway.