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00:50:18
William H. Macy, Emmy Rossum, Ethan Cutkosky
192
A blowie. From Dominique.
We'll get that cleared up for you in just a sec.
It's 2:00 a.m. My kids, and my husband, and wife are sleeping.
- Found a pickaxe. - What the hell are you doing?
I can still taste her hairspray. And her pubes, and her vagisitis.
Haven't decided yet. Probably. God, I can't believe he's licking vag, too.
So, burger well-done with crispy fries, and a Denver omelet, extra ham.
Andale, gringo! Andale.
No way you get a boner on that shit.
Don't turn this around on me. You're the weirdo, all right? Not me.
Main's off. And the outside spigot's open.
That smell could knock a buzzard off a gut wagon.
I can still taste her hairspray. And her pubes, and her vagisitis.
It's cheater's logic.
You're with this chick, bombshell chick, you're fooling around, you know.
-"Nooks and Fannies"? - Yes.
- There's a shovel in here. - She's asleep.
But no booze. And we charge the same for sodas.
I'm disinherit both of you and taking back the Gallagher name.
Not as early as you ringing my door bell last night.
How about we make it $75, and I won't have you deport?
You and that little spic you sneeze out of the cavern you called your uterus
Okay, well, I just got expel from college, did 30 days in rehab, so...
And I'm padlock the house.
You brag about your golden vagina?
You've jog my memory.
Got your penis chop off. Now you're a lady.
Green tea. Steeped for three minutes. One Truvia.
I warn you this would be difficult.
We were at work all day bust our butts.
but once my parental rights are terminate,
Can barely find any skin you haven't torn to sew back together.
I think that it's recently flush.
Or the three pieces of silverware you stole from the Ramada Inn?
I refuse to let him have any of my energy.
Oh. Geez. Sorry. Hey, how should I react when you say you've been screw a woman?
I used to think Frank would be a real dad someday, too.
of your partner's normal, sexually-fluid experiences.
Can barely find any skin you haven't torn to sew back together.
I literally think about sex 70,000 times a day.
You obviously picked the wrong woman.
Well, apparently, it's not yours, either.
I did a heaping shit pile of absolutely nothing!
- Not to me. - Me, neither.
Oh, that's exactly what I did today.
Your high school girlfriend who you fuck.
Hey. Finally decided to come home.
instead of finding someone who wants the stroller we have.
- Yeah. - Black coffee. Extra hot. Splash of 2%.
I think that it's recently flushed.
Oh, yeah, I did. You're two hours late.
Do you think in his own way, Frank's actually a pretty good dad?
We were kind of hoping you were dead.
Don't worry, you will soon.
You don't have a lot of undamaged skin left down here.
Tumors are repressed feelings, you know.
So now this inexperienced vagina fucker has got to get to work.
Careless, mindless sex has set me free.
My ass is numb from this chair.
I mean, the old manager hired so many unreliable-
Hmm. Not into the meaningless, random hook-up?
and who makes your wee-wee tingle.
Gave you a jumbo dose of Thorazine.
Good morning, my wasted sperms.
- There's a shovel in here. - She's asleep.
with a strong physique and a dumb disposition.
- He okay? - Uh, new heated floors. He gets cold.
but once my parental rights are terminated,
Uh, vacuum, hall closet. And I'm getting rid of Frank's shit.
You must be from the topless maid company.
I wouldn't be half as dramatic as you're being right now.
You're ripe than a fat boy in a clown costume.