You have the emotional capacity of a garden gnome.

You're perfect just the way you are...is what your guidance counselor says. And she's an alcoholic.

I'm sure you do know how to pick guys back on the farm, but this is a whole different world. You can't just grunt and bend some guy over your tractor.

It's so surreal it's hysterical.

She just went ballistic. She became hysterical.

I went hysterical because I had to verify Zeb was my son.