Quote from J.D. in My Brother, My Keeper
Turk: How's that great marriage of yours? Kevin: Over. J.D.: [v.o.] Oh, no. Turk: Say what? Kevin: I couldn't take it any more. I had to get the hell out of there. Carla: Get the hell out of there? J.D.: [v.o.] Oh, my God. Do something to change the subject. Anything. J.D.: Everybody, soda-chugging contest! [long belch] Excuse me. Kevin: When did you have the fajitas?