Chapter 5

And so after returning the register, and money unwantedly, the Simpsons sat at the kitchen table once again bankrupt and with no ideas.

"Well, we could all get jobs...they won't be high paying, but it could work," she suggested. Everyone glared at her, even the cat and dog. Sighing, Lisa fell quiet and

started tracing her finger on the table.

"I know! How about Homer enter's a marathon?" Bart suggested excitedly, jumping up. "He could lose weight and win a buttload of money...referring to his

butt size of course," he sniggered.

"Hey! Take that back boy!" Homer retorted, starting to strangle him. Choking, the boy was finally pulled apart with Marge's and Lisa's help.

"No fighting!" Marge yelled, quite angry.

"We could open a buisness," Lisa suggested. No one replied to that, and it seemed she wasn't heard. "We could open a buisness," she said again, a little

louder. Once again, the plan failed. The small girl jumped on the table. "I know! We could open a buisness!" she exclaimed. Unfortunately, no one was even in the

kitchen this time. "Hey, where did everyone go?" she asked, but blushed from embarrassment. She then spotted her family in the family room, watching TV.

Muttering, she entered and said for the fifth time, "We could open a buisness!" but was only deafened by Homer's laughter.

"Look at that funny porterican man! He's on fire!" He chuckled. Bart, tired of hearing Lisa trying to suggest the idea, stood in front of the TV. Ignoring,

Homer's protest, he stood akimbo.

"How about we open a buisness?" he asked brightly.

"Hey, that's a great idea!" Marge exclaimed, smiling.

"Uh, sure! How about a chocolate factory? Then we could hire those funny looking men...what are they called?"

"Oompa Loompas?" Lisa asked, but understood she was quite invisible at this point.

"Oompa Loompas?" Bart repeated.

"Yeah! Hehe!" Homer giggled.

"Uh, those aren't real Homie," Marge said unsurely.

"Awww," he whined, looking very broken hearted. "But we could dress our kids up as them! And I could be Willy Wonka!" he said, thinking the plan was

actually fool proof.

"And what about me?" Marge asked, a little disturbed.

"Uh, you could be a monster that lives in the chocolate river," her husband said faintly.

"Mmmm." she growled.

And so the adventure continues, the Simpsons deciding to open up a chocolate factory. Don't forget to still R&R.