Jerry: I got the menus.
Tom: Great. [chuckles] Larry, what the hell? What are these pictures?
Jerry: Aw, jeez, I must have given the printer the wrong flash drive.
Tom: What is this, a rotten grapefruit?
Jerry: No, it's my dog's rectum. Lord Sheldon has a growth, so we're sending pictures over to the vet. But I guess this isn't good for menus, is it?
Tom: Larry, Larry, Larry, listen to me. This is the worst thing you've ever done. I need you to take all of these dog-butt pictures and burn them in the pizza oven. April, you list all the menu items from memory. It'll be classier anyway.