Bart's Mom's Underwear

Title: "The Panty-Raising Fund" In true Simpson's spirit, Bart was neck-deep in one of his zany schemes again. Aiming to make a quick buck, he had found himself in a somewhat dubious venture - selling his mom, Marge's underwear. Initially, one would expect Marge to be against such a plan. However, being no stranger to Bart's quirks, she decided to support him, albeit in a bizarrely unconventional way that would leave even the famously stoic Ned Flanders in a state of disarray. One sunny afternoon, Marge took it upon herself to contribute to Bart's new enterprise. With a knowing smile on her face, she slid her blue dress up, untethered her underwear and handed it over to her mischievous son. "Here you go, sweetie," she said, beaming with maternal pride, "Just remember to be responsible." Bart, stunned yet grateful, nodded in acknowledgment - a hint of cheeky mischievousness twinkling in his eyes. In an unexpected twist of events, Marge then put on an impromptu show of her athleticism. With the grace and strength that belied her housewife persona, she executed a flawless handstand, her legs splitting perfectly in mid-air. Her blue dress, now subject to gravity's pull, billowed upwards. The townsfolk present, blushed furiously but smiled, an odd mix of admiration and surprise on their faces. Even Bart's bullies, who initially sneered at the young trickster's antics, found themselves sniggering immaturely and sniffing the underwear with a strange fascination. This wasn't exactly the usual bullying scenario they had envisioned! Amid all this chaos, Bart couldn't help but feel a strange sense of joy. He had his mom's support in the quirkiest way possible, he was making money, and for once, Bart's bullies weren't a threat. "Thanks, Mom!" Bart shouted, watching his mother execute a flawless split handstand, her blue dress billowing upwards like a banner of triumph. Today, Springfield was anything but boring.