I don't want more people in this house. I want less. I want my life back, dammit. I want my youth. I want my hair. I want... this room. It's really nice... Are you thinking of moving out, son?
Remember, it gets better each time, as long as it's never with the same woman
If you want to have sex, the kids have to leave, and if you want it to be good, you'll have to leave
Women... can't live with them... the end