Gob: What is wrong with you?! It's disgusting! God!
Michael: Take it easy.
Gob: No, it's just I've always had a thing about Mom and Dad being together.
Michael: I know that.
Gob: I have a sense of propriety, my God.
Michael: Gob, we've had this conversation.
Gob: When?
Michael: The last time you ended up seeing Mom and Dad go at it.
Gob: What? No, God, Michael- I did no such thing.
Narrator: He did very much that thing when his parents got intimate in the conjugal trailer two years ago. But, thankfully, he'd found a way to forget that.
[flashback to Gob being detained by a prison guard next to the conjugal trailer:]
Gob: I've got a thing of pills in my pocket. I don't suppose I could convince you to grab me one? [is hit on the head]
Narrator: Luckily, that worked, too.