Eric: Okay, so I was over at the Pinciottis' crouched behind the hedge next to the house, and I distinctly heard laughter. Laughter! Well, I will tell you what. I am not going down without a fight. No, sirree, Bob. Bob!
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Bob: The kids really like my jokes?
Eric: Oh. Mr. Pinciotti, if you only knew the number of times Donna's shared one of your doozies with the gang. Lordy, how we laugh and laugh. And laugh. [laughs]
Bob: Right. I'm going.