was a full moon night. It was a quite night. It was sad night, for
the Simpsons. With their purse, they drew napkin to clear the tears.
As Reverend Lovejoy finished his words on funeral, Marge stood in
front tombstone with her handkerchief on her face to hide her tears.
How could this happened? she cried. Oh, Homie. She
sobbed. Her two twin sisters tried their best to comfort.
We are getting late for the High School Reunion. Are you dressed
yet? No answer. Marge looked all over the house and asked her
children. She caught him sitting on the sofa undressed and snacks
around him. Homer! Get dressed and turn off the TV. Bart,
standing there with his soda, chuckled.Busted
groaned. Oh, but Buffalo is winning, Marge. Candt you wait for a
little longer? And
the winner is Washington 56 and Buffalo 45. The
reporter man said. Dodh! Well, that didndt end well.