"Sweetheart," Homer called out into the house as he slipped his boots off. "Baby, I'm home!" He dusted his hair out and slipped out of his overalls, he was covered head to toe in coal dust.

Homer needed a shower, but he wanted to see his wife first. He pulled his socks off and sat them by his overalls. The contrast between his dirty stomach and clean thighs was almost comical. He slipped off his shirt for good measure, leaving him to wander around in his underwear.

It was around 10 pm.