Sudden idea

Dis: Wow. What a lot of reviews. I still don't own anything I've used on this fanfic so far.

Note: The chapters are started by the narrator from now on.

Meanwhile, over in America, on a whole different continent, the dysfunctional Homer Simpson is watching TV. That's that little box you sit in front of for hours on end. If you don't, get to it or you'll soon get fat.

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Homer looked up, startled by the sudden voice. What was it? Were they still picking up radio signals on the baby monitor! Had he opened up another gateway into hell? Was it a squirrel? As his mind went over all the likely things that caused it, he decided a drink would get his little grey cells working.

'MARGE! GET ME A DUFF!'

'I got you a drink half an hour ago! It's right next to you!'

'IT'S WARM!'

As usual, Homer got his own way. Marge got him a drink.

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Marge's pov.

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If only I could go on wife swap.

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With a precision only used by people on a crappy reality TV show, a form appeared in front of her. It read 'If you sign this form you will go to England and be Dr. Lawrence's wife for one month.'

'Homey?' She called. 'How would you like to be on TV?'

'I dunno.'

She signed the form