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I Love It When Mothers Get So Mad They Can't Remember Your Name. "come Here, Roy, Er, Rupert, Er, Rutabaga... What Is Your Name, Boy? And Don't Lie To Me, Because You Live Here, And I'll Find Out Who You Are."

Violence Won't Solve A Thing. It Makes It More Challenging To Solve, Though.

Your Parents Put A Curse On You - Someday Your Kids Are Going To Act Just Like You.

Nobody Ever Says, "can I Have Your Beets?

The Dentist Drills Some More And You Hear Him Make A Mistake. And To Cover It Up, They All Say The Same Thing: "okay, Rinse."