Woman: Oh, Monty, this must be the son I've heard so much about. Larry,
you must meet our daughter, the debutante.
[reveals a short, chunky girl in glasses with a huge nose]
She came out last spring.
Larry: Whoa! Put her back in! She's not done yet!
Woman: [through her glasses] Hmmph!
-- Tactless, yet rude, "Burns, Baby Burns"