This Week: Game Kid eavesdrops on The Simpsons.

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Homer is out mowing his front lawn, if you could call it a lawn, when suddenly a moustached and bespectacled face appears over the fence.

"Hey diddly-diddly, neighbour!"
"Oh. It's you Flanders."

Over Flanders' shoulder Homer can see some expensive-looking computer equipment being off-loaded from a truck.

"Admiring my new computer system, eh Homer? She's a baby, isn't she? A PC with more windows than a high rise office block, and more memory than a small university. Cost well over 20 thousand bucks."
"Yeah well, we don't need a computer. Stupid things."

Flanders' angelic son comes to join him. "Can I surf the Net yet Daddy? I'd like to attempt communication with the Borro Borro - the indigenous population of the Brazilian forest."

"'Course you can son! Bye diddly-do, neighbour!"
"I'll show you Flanders."

"Marge, we need a computer."
"Why do we need a computer, Homie?"
"Because that Flanders has got one, of course!"
"Mmmggghhh, I really don't think we can afford one..."

On the TV a paunched but square-jawed personality suddenly appears, lounging beside a swimming pool sipping some sort of cocktail.

"Hi! I'm Doug McClure. You may remember me from that mini-series with the one-legged boy and the unconvincing rubber shark. Do you need a home computer but can't afford a decent one? Then maybe you should give Killer Electronics a call. We promise cheap goods and free delivery - so long as no questions are asked. Call this mobile number now!"
"Did you here that, Marge? We just joined the 20th century!"
"Mmmggghhh..."