Popeye: I oughta busk you right in the mush.
Travis Gornicke: Tuesday's meatloaf, after that we're goin' to sit around and watch "Ernest Goes To Jail."
Billy Gornicke: It is Fuuuu-nny.
Bob Munro: It's a classic.
Cassie Munro: Dad.
Bob Munro: Yeah?
Cassie Munro: I get it.
Bob Munro: What?
Cassie Munro: Sometimes if you want to succceed, you have to do what they tell you.
Bob Munro: Welcome aboard, everybody. Before we embark, I think we should give this beauty a name. Suggestions?
Cassie Munro: The Big Turd.
Carl Munro: The Big Rolling Turd?
Bob Munro: In that spirit, we set forth.
Bob Munro: So where do you park your hat?
Travis Gornicke: Behind that wheel there, that's our bus.
Jamie Munro: Well then how do Moon, Earl and... not Earl go to school?
Marie Jo Gornicke: Home schooling.
Bob Munro: This next question may seem personal but how do you.
Travis Gornicke: Make a living? Well let's see, we got $25,000 when we turned in Mary Jo's stepfather.
Marie Jo Gornicke: In prison he's getting the help he needs.
Donald Quinelle: I'm sorry I'm gonna have to blow a large hole in your skivvy heart.
Sonny Paluso: You think Wes is God, don't you.
Donald Quinelle: No, not God, Just an ordinary man. Maybe a little ahead of his time, but just an ordinary man.
Sonny Paluso: Wes is an asshole.
Donald Quinelle: Blasphemy! Oh, you'll smoke a turd in hell for that.
Donald Quinelle: OK, Mr. Honky Mo-Fo... take your best shot.
Leslie Zevo: I'd hug you but your body is over there.
Alsatia Zevo: I really miss my heart.
Leslie Zevo: We'll get you two back together soon.
Researcher: Is this room getting smaller or am I bloating?
Asian Researcher: What.
Leslie Zevo: Oh look, we're being attacked by a crossword puzzle.
Leslie Zevo: In the words of Mahatma Gumby, "We are toys of tolerance, but there's only so much that a toy can tolerate."
Leslie Zevo: Aww, he broke my sister.
Leslie Zevo: This doesn't look like vomit.
Asian Researcher: Sorry sir, that's diarrhea.
Leslie Zevo: Send that over to the Poop department.
Leslie Zevo: Let's all bob our heads for a brief moment of prayer... those who can.
Leslie Zevo: Bastards, they attacked us while we were at prayer. It's like Pearl Harbor.
Leslie Zevo: Hold 'till you see the lights in their eyes.
Leslie Zevo: We're going to fight fire with marshmallows.
Leslie Zevo: There's a madman at the factory, and it's no longer me.
Hagenstern: Should I deactivate the sea swine, sir?
Leslie Zevo: A sea swine? Oh, yes, you deactivate the goddamn sea swine.
Alsatia Zevo: So this is Paris.
Patrick Zevo: What?
Leslie Zevo: She still needs some work.
