Upright Citizens Brigade1998

Adair:
Forget cyborgs. What about some more money for my cloning experiments?

Antoine:
What cloning experiments?

Adair:
The cloning experiments of your momma.

[Antoine throws his Chinese health balls at Adair]

Colby:
Antoine, it's true. Adair cloned your momma. He has her working down in the Inner Sanctum kitchen. Speaking of which, here comes lunch.

[Antoine's mother enters, carrying a tray of sandwiches]

Antoine:
Why did you make a clone of my mother?

Adair:
You're the one always speaking so highly of her.

Antoine:
You need to leave my mother alone!

Adair:
That's not what your momma was saying last night.

Colby:
It's true, Antoine. Last night, your momma said she'd be honored to have her DNA spread throughout society. She's a real credit to the cause.

Trotter:
Thank you, Ping-Pong. Just, uh, put the rest of the sandwiches over there by the distipulator.

Antoine:
You named my mother Ping-Pong?

Adair:
Yeah, cause your momma has knees like ping-pong balls. When she walks, they're like, "ping, pong." Anyway, it's better than what Trotter named his Antoine momma clones that he has working on his car!

Trotter:
Look, Beepo, Porkchop, and Potbelly have nothing to do with this conversation.