Herbert Love: Do I look like someone who eats at C.W. Swappigan's? See, I stand for three things. One, getting Barack Hussein Obama Wama, Karma Mama On My Llama out of office.
George Sr.: It's a crazy-town name.
Herbert Love: Two, low taxes for high-income earners. That's my low-high plan.
George Sr.: I know it.
Herbert Love: And three, getting a little something in my slushie fund so that I'm nice and loose and can help make numbers one and two happen. I don't want to be the one to say it, but I happen to be fond of redheads and greenbacks.
Narrator: George, Sr. had neither.
George Sr.: How would you like both?
Herbert Love: Get it for me tonight and I'll make your wall thing the third point of my three-point plan. All I got right now is, "You want to reach your hand into my pocket to pay for your birth control?" "I get to put my hand in your pocket to put it in." But when I unveiled it in Garden Grove, I had to duck a woman's pump and a mini pizza. Oops.