S4E8: 8 Simple Rules for Buying my Teenage Daughter
Hey, Mort. Lois and I are out on our date night.
Why don't you give me some condoms?
And some Excedrin. My wife's got a headache this big.
You know, it's like from the commercial.
This big. Only it's my junk.
All right, then. $12.43.
Jeez, that's more of a rip-off than that breakfast machine I bought.