Homer: So, little Lisa, apple of my eye: how are things down at the old
schoolhouse?
Lisa: I find this demeaning and embarrassing beyond my worst
nightmares.
Homer: [hearty laughter] And how's my little major-leaguer? Catch any
junebugs today?
Bart: Oh, me and Milhouse took some mail from the mail truck and threw
it down the sewer.
Homer: Son, I know you meant well, but that wasn't the right thing to
do.
Bart: What the hell are you talking about? You're the one who double-
dared us.
Homer: Why you little -- [strangles Bart]
-- Homer has his class over to observe dinner,
"Secrets of a Successful Marriage"
