Quote from Barry in The Rose-Kissy Thing
Murray: Face it, if Barry could hit a baseball like Mike Schmidt, wouldn't we love him more? Beverly: No. Barry: I can hit like Schmitty! Come out back and pitch to me, old man! Murray: That doesn't seem like something that's gonna happen. Barry: Touch my pec. Go ahead. Feel its shape and girthy weight. Murray: I'm not touching your anything! Barry: Mom! Dad won't recognize my natural abilities and physical prowess by caressing me! Beverly: Cup your son's boy-bosom! Murray: Do you hear your words? Beverly: Fine. If you're not gonna help either one of your sons, then I will. [cups Barry's pecs] Very meaty, dear. Barry: In your face.