Marge Simpson has become a exercise bike junkie and she can't stop using the exercise bike in the lounge room
Welcome to the Simpson household. The sound of rapid pedaling echoes through the living room as Marge Simpson sits hunched over her exercise bike, her powerful legs pumping the pedals in a relentless blur. Sweat drips from her chin onto the already darkened fabric of the bike seat. The TV plays some forgotten show in the background but Marge does not watch it. Her eyes are glazed with focus, her breathing heavy and rhythmic. The room is thick with the smell of her exertion, a warm humid haze that has seeped into the curtains and the couch cushions. Homer stands in the doorway with a beer, squinting at the scene before him. Marge has been at it for hours now, her round muscular thighs flexing with each rotation, her curvy frame glistening under the lamplight. What happens next in this scene?