You were self-medicating. That doesn’t make you a bad person.
I probably wasn’t doing him any favors with my reckless experimenting with his prescriptions.
This Boy Scout here won’t refill my prescription.
I think someone in our troop has been spying on us.
Two fingers is cub scouts.
Vyvyan! I think you cut off one of your fingers!
All right, uh, forget pulling. How about we get an electric saw and cut it off?
I’ve seen her saw.
“Why do we call it ‘high five’ when we only have four fingers?”
Shazbot!
Shazam!
Holy mother forking shirt balls!
That’s a nice shirt.
He used to be such a nice boy.
Nothing, Mom. We were just talking like the two of us were men.
John-Boy, what are you doin’ upstairs with the door locked?
It dawned on me that as long as Claire was stuck in the bathroom I’d have time to anchor the cabinet to the wall.
Then you can’t use the BATHROOM!!
Edith, we’re out of toilet paper!
There’s no toilet paper in here. I usually check, but… would you mind…?