Pete:Here’s the reason I don’t want to go to on that family vacation. It’s a working farm. And I’m the only one whose hands are big enough to guide the bull during mating.
Liz:Yeah well, deal breaker.
Tracy:There you are you stupid cracker. You know why I get a hotel room? To poop in peace! No kids banging on the door. No phones ringing. It’s my time. Every Tuesday and Thursday at 3 PM. I don’t know why I only go twice a week. That’s what Angie should be worried about!