"Ice Cream of Margie (with the Light Blue Hair)" is the seventh episode of The Simpsons' eighteenth season, originally airing on the Fox network in the United States on November 26, 2006. In the episode, Homer gets fired from the nuclear power plant and takes over an ice cream truck business, while a depressed Marge creates Popsicle-stick sculptures to keep busy. The sculptures quickly become popular, and Marge is excited to have a purpose in life until a turn of events divides the Simpsons household. It was written by Carolyn Omine, and directed by Matthew Nastuk. In its original run, the episode received 10.90 million viewers.
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