Schmidt: All right, kids, let's use the serving tongs. This isn't Appalachia.
Tommy: Hurry up, everybody, before Justin eats everything.
Schmidt: Son, I don't think you meant to hurt Justin's feelings, there. What's going on, really? Are the parents fighting at home?
Tommy: Leave me alone, flamer.
Schmidt: Flamer? You're the You're the flamer, pal.
Tommy: You're the flamer.
Schmidt: You're the flamer.
Tommy: Flamer.
Schmidt: Stop saying that word, it's probably offensive to some people, you flamer.
Tommy: Flamer, flamer.
Schmidt: Yeah, take a doughnut, there, you flamer.
Tommy: Flamer.