[Lisa plays the saxophone]
Homer: Lisa, knock off that damn saxophone.
Lisa: No way, this is my life's work.
Homer: Well, my life's work is way more important than yours.
Lisa: Watching TV and shortening your life with beer does not count as life's work, I still need to play the saxophone so live with it.
[Lisa continues to play the saxophone. Homer gets more disgruntled. He runs upstairs and knock's Lisa's door down with his foot.]
Homer: Why you little!
Lisa: Wait, Dad. You can't strangle me. I'm a girl. You wouldn't wanna strangle a girl, now would you?
[Homer pauses for 5 seconds.]
Homer: Screw it!
[Homer viciously stranlges Lisa. He does it harder and harder as Lisa's eyes are filling with tears and is pleading to stop. Homer still doesn't stop]
Homer: I'll teach you to blow the sax during Daddy TV Time.
[Homer hears a crack coming from Lisa's neck, she loses consciousness... and simply dies.]
Homer: AAAAAAAAHHHHH! LISAAAAAAAAA! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO! WHYYYYYYYYYYYYY! WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!
[Homer lift's Lisa's corpse and hides it with a jacket. He puts it on the boot of his car. He starts the car and drives superfast. He goes to the graveyard and digs out a whole, not knowing that it's his own mother's grave. He puts his dead daughter in the grave and fills it up.]
Homer: Oh, Lisa. Why couldn't you just stop playing the damn sax when you're told. Why?
[Homer cries hysterically. He returns home.]
Marge: Homie, where've you been?
Homer: Um, I've brought Lisa to a... fancy Boarding School in the very last minute. She really needs that smart studying if she ever needs to get a fancy job. Also, she may not be back a while.
[Homer pulls a fake smile.]
Marge: OK.
THE END