
Homer: Now, this next one's for the ladies. How many times have you gals been late for a high-powered business meeting, only to
realize you're not wearing make-up?
Marge: That's every woman's nightmare.

Homer: That's why I invented this revolutionary make-up gun. It's
for the woman who only has four-fifths of a second to get
ready. Close your eyes, Marge.
[Homer fires the make-up gun, which appears to be a shotgun
with some containers of liquid attached, into Marge's face.
After the cloud of dust vanishes, she ends up with way too
much on]


Homer: Now you're ready for a night on the town. [holds up a mirror]

Marge: [gasps] Homer! You've got it set on "whore".
Homer: Okay, this time try to keep your nostrils closed.
[Homer points the gun at her, but she pushes it away from her face. A vaguely face-shaped blotch of make-up stains the
wall]
Homer: Oh, look what you did. Now I have to go get my cold-cream gun.
Lisa: Dad, women won't like being shot in the face.
Homer: Women will like what I tell them to like!
Thanks to duffzone for the images & snpp for the quotes.
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