Up in the clouds of the polluted yet happy city of Springfield...wherever, a voice rang out saying "The Simpsons". Over at Springfield Elementary, Bart Simpson was in detention, writing something over and over again on the chalkboard. And that read: This Story Is In No Way To Be Taken Seriously. If You Don't Like It, Then Read Something Else.
The bell rang, and Bart quickly tossed the chalk away and ran out the doors of the school, skateboarding out and about through town. He eventually landed on top of his father's car after he had pulled in, giving him a shock.
Homer was then greeted by the site of his wife coming at him full speed in her car, but he made it inside. As the family ran to the couch, they found...
"I am Iron Man, and..." Iron Man was strewn across the couch, drunk. "I forgot my line, so I'll just blast the fat guy."
Homer attempted to say something, but Iron Man shot him with his repulsor ray, which sent him flying into the TV.
"Now everyone else shut the hell up, I'm taking a nap." Iron Man said as he tossed a bottle aside.