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One afternoon at the Bickersons...
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| Jesus, Stella. What are you doing running in here and jumping on the bed like a wild-woman?? | |
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| Woohooo!! The Doctor told me during my checkup today, that I have the breasts of a twenty-year old!! | |
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| Is that so? Well, what did the Doctor have to say about your FORTY-year old ass?? | |
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| I couldn't tell you, Henry. Your name didn't come up in the conversation. | |
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