My recipe is making me fat.
Homer: [stirring a bowl] Aw, Marge, this is so depressing, my only hope
is this homemade Prozac. [tastes it] Mmm, needs more ice cream.
I was trying to find a nice video clip of that scene from this Simpson's episode, but there doesn't seem to be one available on the interwebs, so we'll have to make due with this quote instead.
Awwwww sad Homer, how did you become my role model?
I keep wearing all of these "pregnancy chic" loose flowing tops and I can't feel my belly expanding! I wore this for a trip to Richmond for Ikea feasts and Chinese pastries and Japanese candy... that was all before the pasta fiasco! Good lord! That food baby was huuuuuge!