Red: Kitty, where's the coffee?
Kitty: Oh, I'm sorry, I almost forgot. [tap runs brown] Since no one fixed my sink yet, today instead of coffee, we're having pipe sludge.
Red: You know the doctor told me not to do household chores. It's either a working sink or a dead husband. It's your choice.
Kitty: Well, Red, somebody's gotta do something around here. The garage needs to be painted, the lawnmower won't start, and I'm getting tired of running to the hose every time I need a bourbon and water.
Red: Fine, fine, we'll let Eric do it. Maybe if I supervise him, he'll only screw up half as much.
Eric: Yeah, thanks, Dad. You know what? I got it.
Red: [chuckles] Yeah. This from the kid who gets sweaty when he has to change out the toilet paper.