PATTY: It’s almost nine o’clock.
SELMA: Where is Homer anyway?
PATTY: It’s typical of the big doofus to spoil it all.
LISA: What Aunt Patty?
PATTY: Oh nothing, dear. I’m just trashing your father.
LISA: Well, I wish that you wouldn’t. Because aside from the fact that he has the same frailties as all human beings, he’s the only father I have. Therefore, he is my model of manhood, and my estimation of him will govern the prospects of my adult relationships. So I hope you bear in mind that any knock at him is a knock at me, and I am far too young to defend myself against such onslaughts.
PATTY: Mmm-hmm. Go watch your cartoon show, dear.

By Issa

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