December 21, 2018 | 0 Comments
Jim: Hello, young Pat. What the hell are you wearing?
Jim: Hello, young Pat. What the hell are you wearing?
Avery: Mom, is that a sweater on the dog? Murphy: Benny was cold.
Phyllis: Geez, you people! Okayyy, I’ll have a party. But know that I’m doing this out of guilt and obligation. Miles: Isn’t obligation…
Corky: And when was the last time you were in church? Murphy: Last month. It’s my polling place.
Phyllis: Let me ask you something. What the hell do you need a menu for? It hasn’t changed in 40 years. Figure out whatever the hell you…
Corky: I’m from gator territory. I think gator, I speak gator. I even lost my Grandma to a gator.
Murphy: You can’t outrun me, mister. I’ve got two fake hips. I’m bionic!
Murphy: How are you gonna get us out of Afghanistan if you can’t even find your way out of here?
Avery: So they basically lied to me.
Miles: He can call roadside assistance.