Tammy Powers: Well I guess you win by disqualification. You’re the champ. Soak it up, tomato face.
Tammy Powers: Well, whatever I’ve got more important sh*t in my life than arguing with your dumbass. My famous baseball player son is coming for a visit with his new baby.
Tammy Powers: You know 27 years is a damn long trip to the store for cigarettes.
Kenny Powers: The man made of skin here is my nanny slash assistant.
And this disabled mouth breather minority is my personal chef.
Tammy Powers: Well, big celeb. Excuse me got your own nanny and a chef.
Kenny Powers: Yeah, you know this is just a sampling of the Hollywood dream life I live. I have a whole staff a slew of people in my estate back at the beach. Yeah, I have a personal hygenist, uh obstinatrutionist person, uh magicianist.
Tammy Powers: What are you holding. I’ve got Percocet, and uh, and I’ve got muscle relaxers.
Kenny Powers: Oh sh*t, that’s pretty sweet. Oh sick, suppositories. You know you mix the Percocet with the Zanny and it’s almost like heroin.
Tammy Powers: Is it really?
Kenny Powers: That’s what I’ve heard.
Tammy Powers: Why in the hell didn’t you tell me that before?
Kenny Powers: Yeah I’m just rockin’ this Adderall here, keeps me focused, even if it does give me a dry ass mouth and occassional constipation.
Tammy Powers: I like those. I’d like to have some of those.
Kenny Powers: Yep, sh*t gets real when you’re on the verge of a comeback.
Tammy Powers: Your little butt and I are not on speaking terms.
Eddy Powers: Well you better start chattin’ it up then.
Eddy Powers: Still that same old firecracker I used to get boners for.
Tammy Powers: I hope you’re not having trouble getting boners these days Eddy.
Eddy Powers: Oh hell no. I still achieve powerful, long lasting boners.
Tammy Powers: Oh my god.
Eddy Powers: You really knew how to light my fire back then. You think you could still do that?
Tammy Powers: I think I could stick a match up your ass.
Tammy Powers: Kenny, shame on you. What did I say about you smokin’ weed around me?
Kenny Powers: That I have to share it.
Tammy Powers: Yes, that’s right.
Tammy Powers: No, outside is for the dogs. Inside is for family.
Stevie Janowski: And the garage is for cars.
Tammy Powers: No good luggin’ alot a hate around, it will give you ass cancer.
Kenny Powers: Yeah, I ain’t tryin’ to f*ck around with cancer in my asshole or nuthin’.