mannytoodope:

Linda: What’s going on in there?

Bob: I can’t go.

Linda: Why?

Bob: I have a problem.

Louise: I told you, wipe front to back!

Bob: No, it’s… this.

All:(screaming)

Bob: Get it out. Get it out.

Linda: Oh, my God.

Gene: Dad’s nose got a nipple!

Bob: It’s a pimple, and it’s hideous.

Louise: Look at it! It’s staring right at me! Look, when I walk to the side of the room, it follows me!

Bob: Are you guys done?

Gene: No!

Bob: Okay, you’ve had your fun, all of you. I

Louise:t’s not fun. It’s humiliating.

Bob: I hate high school!

Linda: Were you messing with it?

Bob: No. Oh! Oh, God! (grunting) Ow! Ow! Ow! Maybe a little.

Linda: God, can a pimple have two heads?

Bob: I can’t go. I can’t go outside like this!

Gene: Try putting masking tape on it.

Louise: Some silly putty.

Bob: I did that.

Linda: Quit stealing my thunder, Bobby. This night isn’t about your disgusting zit. It’s about me and my big comeback and this jacket.

Louise: I just want that thing out of my house!

Bob: Fine, I’ll go, but we’re stopping to buy more concealer on the way. You’re all out. I used a lot.

Gene: If they ask, Dad, you’re an autumn.