Marge's Thoughts on the Snow

Marge generally doesn't like the snow, and this particular blizzard is no exception. Not only does she not like it, she actually goes so far as to hate it.

Here is poor, dejected Marge, after having been outside for no more than 2 minutes. She was very forlorn.

Here she is debating whether it would be more comfortable to "hold it" all day long, or to brave the icy wind to "go" in moutains of snow outside.

It was quite the conundrum.

Marge is the cutest when she is forlorn.