If I were in the SOH with Lisa? I'd be spouting "Oh what a tangled web we weave, when first we dare deceive" at her. She wasn't even a GOOD liar, just a serial one.That poem would be followed closely by the monologue: "Boil. boil. toil and trouble, cauldron burn and cauldron bubble." (Pssst, that's YOU Lisa, DEFINITELY a "weird sister!")
One of my "Steps" would end up being "Stop b!tch slapping Lisa." because--well, because---Lisa's like the Texan defense of "He needed killin' " except in Lisa's case? It's "Lisa NEEDED b!tch slapping to wake her bony a$$ UP to know WHAT's UP"
Like the song, "We ain't gonna TAKE it! NO! We ain't gonna take it! We ain't gonna take it, anymore!" which is what the ENTIRE table should have sang to her during BOR, right before they gave her an F and told her to go back to Florida and where mommy and daddy would wipe away her fake tears, and hold her hair back while she puked into her OWN Pier 1 ceramic pears!
She sickens me.