Eagleheart2011

Chris Monsanto:
Oh, hey, real nice, Tiffany. Service with a smile.

Tiffany Pikes:
Well, maybe I could be more accommodating if I didn't have to spend my whole day cleaning the house! [pulls up a broom]

Chris Monsanto:
Oh, honey, is that what that thing is for? I thought you sat on it and used it to fly around with.

Tiffany Pikes:
Oh, well, if I did, at least there'd be some kind of hard pole between my legs every once in a while.

Chris Monsanto:
Sweetheart, it ain't the stiff of the skiff. It's a taddle of the paddle. Oh, and beautiful meatloaf, by the way. I don't know whether to eat that or roll it at the 7 pin. AH! BING BANG POW!

Tiffany Pikes:
Don't you say another word about my meatloaf, damn it. Learned that recipe from my mother, who happens to be extremely proud of it.

[doorbell rings]

Tiffany Pikes:
That's her. [to Chris] You shut your f***ing a**hole mouth.

Chris Monsanto:
[doesn't care] Oh, okay.