Probably God, personally delivering a plague
That hurts Peg. Not as much as seeing you first thing in the morning, but it hurts.
This is my week off, so pack up, get the kids and I'll see you in a week
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?
