So once upon a time maybe Francine had watched Taste of the Apple volumes 1, 2, and 3 (subtitle: Red Delicious, and if volume 4 turned out to be Granny Smith, Francine was so out of there) thinking mostly can I do that and if I can, will I go to Hell and that sort of looks fun if I picture it with different faces and but that woman has no HIPS, my legs don't BEND that way and it was all kind of academic and embarrassing and awkwardly tingly at the same time.

None of which has anything to do with the effect Katchoo's voice had on her now except for the part where if you could bottle and sell that feeling, 'Dite would go out of business. "Chewie?"