It's time you started looking for a space job, son. Either that, or help out on the space farm with yer maw and me.
Right after the space football game... oh yeah, and then there's that I Love Space Lucy marathon... and then...
Cue Laugh Track
What's wrong with working at space Woolworth's? I don't want to have a space husband. I'm a space career woman!
Now, dear. I didn't slave away on this space farm with your father and lose my fingers in a space thresher accident so you could spend your life working.
Cue Applause
What are we going to do with these space kids of ours? I don't think they'll ever learn.
I don't know, dear. But I do know what will cheer you up... Moon pies!
