Karen: Dad, will you join us at school tonight?
Mr. Jackson: … Me?
Karen: Not you, fuck face! I was talking to Daddy Frank. Daddy Frank, will you come?
Frank: Oh, no, no. Ladies, I don’t do school. We all have our phobias and school is mine. All of it. Textbooks full of falsehoods, teachers’ unions full of thugs, and tenured imbeciles who still use words like irregardless. Not for me!