Bender: PB & J with the crusts cut off... Well, Brian, this is a very nutritious lunch; all the food groups are represented. Did your mom marry Mr. Rogers?
Brian: Uh, no, Mr. Johnson...
Bender: Ah. Here's my impression of life at Big Bri's house, "Son?" "Yeah, Dad?" "How was your day, pal?" "Great, Dad! How's yours?" "Super! Say, how would like to go fishing this weekend?" "Great, Dad! But I got homework to do." "That's okay, son! You can do it on the boat!" "Gee!" "Dear, isn't our son swell?" "Yes, dear. Isn't life swell?" [kiss, then mimes punching]
Andrew: All right, what about your family?
Bender: My family? Oh, that's easy. "Stupid, worthless, no good, God damned free loading son-of-a-bitch! ****ed, big mouth, know-it-all asshole jerk!" "You forgot ugly, lazy, and disrespectful!" "Shut up, bitch! Go fix me a turkey pot pie!" "What about you, Dad?" "**** you!" "No, Dad, what about you?" "**** you!" "No, Dad, what about you?!" "**** you!" [mimes punching]
Brian: Is that for real?
Bender: You wanna come over some time?
Andrew: That's bullshit. It's all part of your image, I don't believe a word of it.
Bender: You don't believe me?
Andrew: No.
Bender: No?
Andrew: Did I stutter?
[John approaches Andrew and lifts his sleeve to show a burn on his arm. Claire and Andrew look away afterwards.]
Bender: Do you believe this? Huh? It's about the size of a cigar...Do I stutter? You see this is what you get in my house when you spill paint in the garage. See I don't think that I need to sit here with you ****in' dildos anymore!
Brian: Uh, no, Mr. Johnson...
Bender: Ah. Here's my impression of life at Big Bri's house, "Son?" "Yeah, Dad?" "How was your day, pal?" "Great, Dad! How's yours?" "Super! Say, how would like to go fishing this weekend?" "Great, Dad! But I got homework to do." "That's okay, son! You can do it on the boat!" "Gee!" "Dear, isn't our son swell?" "Yes, dear. Isn't life swell?" [kiss, then mimes punching]
Andrew: All right, what about your family?
Bender: My family? Oh, that's easy. "Stupid, worthless, no good, God damned free loading son-of-a-bitch! ****ed, big mouth, know-it-all asshole jerk!" "You forgot ugly, lazy, and disrespectful!" "Shut up, bitch! Go fix me a turkey pot pie!" "What about you, Dad?" "**** you!" "No, Dad, what about you?" "**** you!" "No, Dad, what about you?!" "**** you!" [mimes punching]
Brian: Is that for real?
Bender: You wanna come over some time?
Andrew: That's bullshit. It's all part of your image, I don't believe a word of it.
Bender: You don't believe me?
Andrew: No.
Bender: No?
Andrew: Did I stutter?
[John approaches Andrew and lifts his sleeve to show a burn on his arm. Claire and Andrew look away afterwards.]
Bender: Do you believe this? Huh? It's about the size of a cigar...Do I stutter? You see this is what you get in my house when you spill paint in the garage. See I don't think that I need to sit here with you ****in' dildos anymore!
Bender : PB & J with the crusts cut off... Well, Brian, this is a very nutritious lunch; all the food groups are represented. Did your mom marry Mr. Rogers?
Brian : Uh, no, Mr. Johnson...
Bender : Ah. Here's my impression of life at Big Bri's house, "Son?" "Yeah, Dad?" "How was your day, pal?" "Great, Dad! How's yours?" "Super! Say, how would like to go fishing this weekend?" "Great, Dad! But I got homework to do." "That's okay, son! You can do it on the boat!" "Gee!" "Dear, isn't our son swell?" "Yes, dear. Isn't life swell?" [kiss, then mimes punching]
Andrew : All right, what about your family?
Bender : My family? Oh, that's easy. "Stupid, worthless, no good, God damned free loading son-of-a-bitch! ****ed, big mouth, know-it-all asshole jerk!" "You forgot ugly, lazy, and disrespectful!" "Shut up, bitch! Go fix me a turkey pot pie!" "What about you, Dad?" "**** you!" "No, Dad, what about you?" "**** you!" "No, Dad, what about you?!" "**** you!" [mimes punching]
Brian : Is that for real?
Bender : You wanna come over some time?
Andrew : That's bullshit. It's all part of your image, I don't believe a word of it.
Bender : You don't believe me?
Andrew : No.
Bender : No?
Andrew : Did I stutter?
[John approaches Andrew and lifts his sleeve to show a burn on his arm. Claire and Andrew look away afterwards.]
Bender : Do you believe this? Huh? It's about the size of a cigar...Do I stutter? You see this is what you get in my house when you spill paint in the garage. See I don't think that I need to sit here with you ****in' dildos anymore!
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