Marge: You know what I want to be when I grow up?
Selma: The girl on the oatmeal box?
Marge: No, I'm going to be an astronaut.
Patty: Women can't be astronauts.
Marge: Why not?
Patty: They'd distract the men astronauts so they wouldn't keep their minds on the road.
Marge: There will too be women astronauts.
Marge: It's true, and we'll all live on cities on the moon.