A Facebook memory from 2015:
While discussing the possibility that our oldest will get to travel to Boise with the pep band if the high school basketball team continues to do well, the following exchange took place:
Mom: When we're there, you'll spend one night with Grandma and Grandpa.
Youngest: Why can't Dad take care of us?
Mom: Because he's incompetent and we don't trust him.
Me: Because we'd all end up sheltered behind a mattress while I brandish my shotgun, just like Homer.
I think it's fitting that Homer went through the Three Stages of Boogieman or Boogiemen Awareness:
Stage One: Information becomes available:
Stage Two: The import of the information settles in:
Stage Three: React appropriately:
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