Homer: I'll build him a doghouse. [starts sketching]
Marge: Oh, I don't know...
Homer: Don't worry, I just drew up a little blueprint.
Let me walk you through it.
[shows his sketch, quality rivaling that of a 4-year-old]
This is the door. He goes through that. ... This is the roof.
... This happy character here is the sun. He shines down on the
house, see?
-- The best-laid plans, "Bart the Lover"
Ned: Homer? I'm as permissive as the next parent, I mea just
yesterday I let Todd buy some red-hots with a cartoon devil on
the box, but you can't possibly think it's appropriate for your
ten-year-old son to work in a burlesque house!...