My child was beamed up just the other day
He came to the world in an unusual way
But there were ships to catch and Kree to slay
He learned to ravage while I was away
And he was fuckin' 'fore I knew it, and as he grew
He'd say "I'm gonna be like you, Dad
You know I'm gonna be like you"

Easy there big fella.

Marge: Homey, I'd like you to do something for me.
Homer: You name it.
Marge: I want you to give up beer for a month.
Homer: You got it. No deer for a month.
Marge: Did you say beer, or deer?
Homer: …. Deer.