Don’t you mean… Blockoland? wink wink
This line really took me by surprise, but maybe others saw it coming, so I don’t know if it counts:
Homer: Oh, I hate my job. I mean, what’s the point when your boss doesn’t even remember your name?
Marge: I have an idea.
Homer: What? What’s your idea?
Marge: When my father was first trying to catch my mother’s eye, he sent her a box of candy with his photo in it. After that, she never forgot him.
Now I expected Homer to say something to indicate he doesn’t get it, as usual. Like, “That’s all well and good, but where are we going to find rubber pants in our size?” Here’s what he actually said:
Homer: That’s all well and good, but it’s not really your idea, is it now, Marge?