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Bart quickly put his dick back in his shorts. Stuck in the treehouse Bart had watched enough of the action through the window and had decided it was time he got a piece of it. Climbing down from the treehouse and running around the side of the house and head long in to his friend Milhouse crashing to the ground on top of him.

Bart quickly picked himself up dust himself down then noticed where milhouses eyes where fixed looking at the huge bulge in Barts shorts. ” not now Milhouse come with me” Bart said and the 2 of them walked in side the house. Seeing that no one was in the livingroom Bart told Milhouse to wait their with his sister Maggie as he knew where the rest of his family where they where all in his parents room fucking each other and he was still wanting in on the hot action and his cock was still rock hard. Bart left Milhouse looking after Maggie and headed up the stairs to his parents room.

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-1Maggie
carefully opened the door, as quiet as she could. She had heard Marge
leave for the shops a while ago. The house was quite empty and
silent, except for the sound of Maggies door creaking silently,
and something that could be identified as Santas Little Helper
rummaging in the kitchen.

Hello,
boy, Maggie said and dropped to her knees. Santas Little Helper
happily greeted her by drooling on her t-shirt and licking her face.
I actually missed you, Maggie whispered and scratched him
behind the ears.

Getting
to her feet, she looked at the door of the fridge. It looked much the
same as the last time she saw it. She opened the door and started
searching the contents of the fridge. She found a bar of chocolate
and sat down at the kitchen table, studying the expiration date. She
remembered being told about the time Homer had eaten a pack of old
baking soda on a dare. Homer she shook her head. She mustnt
think of her father now.

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A/N: Well it has
been a long time but here is my next story and hopefully you like it
as much as my other stories. By the way I don’t own any Simpsons
characters or any fictional characters that are real fake characters
on fictional TV shows or movies that really exist.

Isla
Nuclear

The
couch gag has all the Simpsons as caveman family and instead of a
couch there is a log. Homer is trying to learn how to start a fire
and does but starts it on his clothes and runs around panicking while
the rest of the family is jumping up and down with excitement.

Homer
goes to his closet to grab his shoes. He puts them on but his toes
pop through the end of them. He ignores it and begins tying them but
the shoelaces rip right off. He begins to walk out of the house but
Marge spots him.

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” This is my first simpson fic R&R.”

” The house was silent and slightly dim from an almost burnt out lightbulb as Homer. sat on his dull red couch in the living room not really watching the loud booming tv in front of him but instead just merely blinking slowly in a daze.

” Marge!! ” Homer yelled loudly as his voice echoed through the house, As seconds past by he was greeted only with silence.

” Bart!? ” Homer once again yelled yet no anwser came, Homer sighed as he grabed the remote and quickly muted the loud tv by smashing the button with his thumb.

” Girl Bart?…Baby Bart? ” Homer yelled as his voice echoed through the empty hall’s and lonely room’s.

” If I have to get up and you are all playing a joke im going to be really mad!! ” Homer growled in anger as he lifted himself from his seat and slowly walked into the kitchen, Inside the water driped slowly from the faucet as the table sat in the dim light alone casting odd shadow’s along the floor.

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It was a typical evening at Moe’s Tavern. The last of the casual drinkers, two old’ etc), two old World War II veterans, had just scuffed out of the door, leaving Moe and his regulars, Homer, a sober Barney, Lenny and Carl, alone in the muggy bar.

Homer was talking about a movie whose main theme he had obviously misunderstood. Barney was listening to him while sipping halfheartedly on his coke, knowing that Homer was only trying to get some attention.
Lenny was reflecting on some incidents at the plant, and Carl listened silently to him, even though he had also been there when they’d happened. But that was a fact Lenny tended to forget.
Now and then, he made a somewhat disinterested comment on what Lenny was saying, eyes fixed on his still almost full beer glass.

It was way past midnight, and Moe announced he was closing the Tavern because he ‘had a date’, which was clearly an excuse for going home and looking at some underwear models in womens magazines, all alone in his bedroom.
Barney volunteered to drive a nearly unconscious Homer home, and so left with him, one arm wrapped around the drooling mans waist.
Lenny was still in the mood to talk, babbling about random stuff that jumped into his head.
Hey, Carl, tell him to shut up and get out of my tavern! snapped Moe impatiently, wiping some glasses with his towel.Yeah, were going, replied Carl, grabbing his friends arm.
I’ll bring you home! suggested a totally canned Lenny.
Sure, returned Carl, looking down at him, slightly amused.

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