Jenny, where's my chair...you know your daddy gave that to me.
Um, can I get you a beer?
Dexter spills it.
Look, my wife pissed me off last night, so I tossed her mother's chair to the curb. Now the ol' lady is at our house and will only sit her ass in that chair. Now I need it back.
I just need a chair. An older looking upholstered chair. Maybe a couple of cream cheese stains on it. Whatever ya got. Maybe I could ride on the side of the truck back to the dump with you.
Uhh, no you can't get near the truck. County law.
Really...Dusty McPherson (Dexx's neighbor pal) rode on your truck last week when he was chasing down his dog that got out.
Yeah, well, YOU can't ride on it. Private property.
Are you hiding something from me?
Whoa! Whoa! Mike, cut her down, cut her down! Watch the fuckin' legs Mike!