Quote from Barry in Angst-Giving
Adult Adam: [v.o.] It was Thanksgiving Day, 1980-something, and Barry and Erica were ready to be picked up for the short ride home. Barry: [sighs] I'm dying. I haven't eaten in 17 hours. Erica: I'm gonna regret asking. Why? Barry: Just like the Pilgrims, I'm starving myself to maximize stomach space for the turkey bounty that lies ahead. Crack a history book. Erica: If you were in Pilgrim times, you'd die immediately. Probably of some shoe-buckle mishap. Barry: Or I'd win over the Indians by introducing them to the ultimate weapon... Nunchucks. Boom. Big Tasty's face on every totem pole.