I imagine you'll be hitting the bars again to pick up a lonely younger woman, eh?
Damn skippy. It's like shooting fish in a barrel. They're usually so desperate that even a guy like me has a shot at bringing a hot chick back to my place.
You better hope your mom isn't still awake when you get home.
...Or why couldn't I have came back as a racecar driver? That would've been neat!
She is really beginning to piss me off...Screw this, I'm outta here.
I could've came back as a chicken. Chicken, mmm. I'm getting REALLY hungry now.
ALRIGHT, ENOUGH! I'm going to go look for a job. Happy now? Sheesh...Later Granny.
What a chump! I can't believe he fell for that whole Granny bit. He better have some white bread for me next time I see him, or I'll be burying HIS nuts.