“So,” Bart said in a deep booming voice, not unlike Todd’s imitation of God. “You two are masturbating, huh? ” “Master-what? ” said Todd. “What’s that mean? ” Bart resumed his normal voice. “It’s when you rub your penises. I know all about it. I do it too! ” This seemed to have a sobering effect on the boys, since they pretty much assumed anything Bart did had to be bad. Rod cried out “Oh, I knew it was a sin! We shouldn’t be doing it! Mom and Dad will be angry! But it feels so good! ” This gave Bart an idea. “You know, maybe I should tell your parents about your masturbating. It’s not right to keep secrets from them… ” “No! ” said Rod. “Please Bart, don’t tell them! We’ll do ANYTHING! ” “Anything? ” replied Bart. “OK, I’ve got just the solution. A way to keep this secret from your parents and have some fun too! ” “Fun? ” said Todd. “What’s more fun than rubbing our pee-pees? ” “Oh, you’ll see! ” said Bart with a devilish laugh. “C’mon! ” Bart then led the two boys, who had now zipped up their pants, back to his house. He knew his mother was doing laundry and ushered the two Flanders boys down into the basement. “Hello, Mrs. Simpson! ” the two boys said in unison. …to be continued!