In another of the show's weirdly moralistic episodes, the family gets into a shrill, shallow argument over whether it's OK for Martin to have a stripper at his bachelor party. As far as I was concerned, it couldn't end quickly enough.
"What's a stripper?"
It's so boring having no lines.
It's so boring having no style.
I call this hairdo the "Back Bump-It."
It's so boring being boring.
I'm too bored to even write about how boring this is.
Well, it's not boring...
Not. Having. It.
I love that grandpa is pro-burlesque.
Things are getting weird now that the show is in the '90s. I finally thought I knew what to expect from everyone, but those expectations are forever getting turned on their head. At least that'll keep it exciting for future entries, whenever I get around to writing them.