Lois: God, I think of suffering through all those pageants slaving for my sister all those years. Susan was always the big star, and I was her invisible little troll. Carrying her gowns for Queen of Harvest Festival. Ironing her sash for Miss Mammogram.
Hal: Well, no one ever appreciates the star maker, Lois.
Lois: Once I was hemming her dress for Dairy Princess and a photographer stood on my back to take her picture.
Hal: Bastards wouldn't know a Dairy Princess if it came up and bit them on the ass.