Let's tell a story four words at a time (Part 1)

with mucus on it.

Then Howard met his

biological father online, and

thought he was a

diseased Cuban or Slovenian;

based on his unusual

hygiene practices and quaint

habit of smearing rancid

mayonnaise in his moustache.

“Where’s my mayonnaise, Howie?”

"Right here, in the

dog’s bowl. But don’t

expect any hot dates

, Daddy-O!" The video chat

had been intercepted by

Boris, nefariously twirling his

lasso, as he watched

bootleg pornographic SpongeBob videos

while squeezing his “sponge”

porno doll, her lips