I'll have some of the yellow. And don't get cheap on me.
Every time Catherine revved up the microwave, I'd piss my pants and forget who I was for about half an hour or so.
''Don't be a bad dagh..."
Don't forget the rubber sheets and gerbils.
I'm surprised they didn't flee to Colorado instead of Canada.
Good old Memorial Gym
Cousin Eddie played football? That's the only reason I can think of why this is in the Football Forum.
Ellen: What are you looking at?
Clark: Oh, the silent majesty of a winter's morn... the clean, cool chill of the holiday air... an asshole in his bathrobe, emptying a chemical toilet into my sewer...
[Eddie, in the driveway, is draining the RV's toilet]
Eddie: Shitter was full.
Clark: Ah, yeah. You checked our shitters, honey?
Ellen: Clark, please. He doesn't know any better.
Clark: He oughta know it's illegal. That's a storm sewer. If it fills with gas, I pity the person who lights a match within ten yards of it.
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Eddie: Don't go puttin' none of that stuff on my sled, Clark. You know that metal plate in my head? I had to have it replaced, cause every time Catherine revved up the microwave I'd piss my pants and forget who I was for a half hour or so. So over at the VA they had to replace it with plastic. It ain't as strong so I don't know if I should go sailin down no hill with nothing between the ground and my brains but a piece of government plastic
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Clark: You really think it matters, Eddie?