Greg: You're a fool. Mothers do have limits. I mean, there's only so much they can take. You know, one day you just refuse to do the housework, and then the next day you wake up, and there's some Italian lady naked in your kitchen at midnight eating all your spumoni ice cream, and your dad comes out and he's, like, "Hey, just, you know, go back to bed. Forget all about it, Greg."
Chris: Well, after my dad knocks my brains out, I won't have to worry about remembering anything.