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If You Can’t Eat Fish & Chips Without Getting The Shits You Go Ahead & Tie That Noose
I just got back from salsa boot camp.
Okay, Gene. If you eat this mold, I'll give you five-
Anybody in there? Hmm. What is that? Satin?
- Come on, now. - What's this?
I can’t stand you anymore! You’re freaking stupid! This is what it comes to! Gene, why did you push the bed against the grill? It’s ruined now!
You seriously want to watch my kids?
Nope. I ate it. We'll have to wait till it comes out.
Okay. Gene and Louise, what do you mean that "Uncle Cleveland chooses either crayons or blocks?" Well, Roberta and Rallo were having a fight over what they should play with first, crayons or blocks? And Aunt Francine did that stupid "Chicky-Chucky game", to trick them in who should go first.
- Here we go. - You first.
- Yeah. And... send. -[Beeps]
How long does it take to open a door?
-[All] Yeah. - But it's good.
What? That's- Can't be right.
- Bob, stop. - I'm doin' it.
Nice embalming table. ls it disinfected?
Rita was a little nervous to get a school lunch for the first time. Then, she takes off her jacket and falls to the floor, passed out. Mrs. Chomos picks her up and takes her to the nurse.
What in the world are you three doing? I can’t believe you guys! Tina did this.
What the hell is that?
Dad, I wasn’t the one who killed him. Gene did. I didn’t kill him, Louise. Maybe it was Tina.
[Grunting]
[Snarling]
♪[Reggae]
I never saw it. I don't like to see the movie until I finish the model.
What? Our song isn’t “Ziti Tonight”
- I- - No.
Mort, and you, What is your name?
Here’s your warning Gene. You keep your hands to yourself and you use your nice words. If you call Louise a poopy butt again, you will go to the Naughty Room for 11 minutes. You understand? You’re a loser Dad.
Kids come here. Tina's in charge!
[Electrical Buzzing]
Deep shit? Uh, dish. Deep dish. Sorry Steve.
- Oh. -[Regular] No, I’m-
- I'm going home, Lin, to Mort's. - Don't you ignore my lasso.
Cremate? No! No cremating Dad!
Hi, Gene. Would you like to play a game? Maybe sing a song?
Free swim!
- Dad? - Dad?
- You go, girl. You go, girl. - Yeah, mon.