Why I Love Lisa Simpson

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 […]

Si Tatay

He never called me pretty, Never did he say I’m his princess, Rarely did I please him with my clothes, Hardly did he like my hair long. He let me dig pits in the backyard, Fetch containers of water from afar, He’d scold me when I neglect my siblings, He’d hate me when of them, […]