S10E1: Lottery Fever
Peter, it was really close to my eye!
Relax, Joe. I'm nowhere near your eye.
Hey, Joe, open your eye.
(BB GUN FIRES) (SCREAMING) Gotcha.
What the hell, Peter? You shot him in the eye!
Keep singing, you!
And keep your chin up, so I can see your throat.
No, no screw this! You're a jerk!