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HEY, GUESS WHAT?

YOU GOT A JOB DELIVERING THE WORLD'S LARGEST PIZZA?

NO.

IT'S A MASSAGE TABLE,

WHICH MEANS I GOT INTO BEGINNING MASSAGE TECHNIQUES.

YEAH!

SEE, IF YOU WENT TO GEORGE ROMNEY COMMUNITY COLLEGE,

YOU'D KNOW THAT'S KIND OF A BIG DEAL.

WELL, CONGRATULATIONS.

THE WORLD NEEDS MORE GEISHA GIRLS.

ALL RIGHT, YEAH.

LISTEN, MASSAGE HAPPENS TO BE

THE FASTEST-GROWING INDUSTRY IN AMERICA.

YEAH, PEOPLE ARE DYING TO GET RUBBED DOWN.

BY YOU?

COME ON, C.J., THE THOUGHT OF YOU TOUCHING STRANGERS

IS WHY PEOPLE CARRY MACE.

HI, GUYS.

HI.

OH, GREAT. THE SINK IS LEAKING AGAIN.

RORY, CALL THE PLUMBER.

HEY, DO YOU KNOW WHAT THEY CHARGE FOR HOUSE CALLS?

I CAN FIX A LEAK.

REALLY?

IS THAT WHY YOU GET UP FIVE TIMES A NIGHT?

NICE.

DAD, I JUST DON'T WANT YOU TO STRAIN YOURSELF.

NO, I CAN STILL TURN A WRENCH.

WELL, OKAY.

WELL, GUESS WHO GOT SENT HOME TODAY

WITH A DRESS-CODE VIOLATION.

TAKE YOUR TIME, MOM. I KNOW IT'S A TOUGH ONE.

OH, GREAT.

YOUR PRINCIPAL WANTS TO MEET WITH ME.

IT'S SO UNFAIR.

DO I LOOK LIKE A HOOCH TO YOU?

A HOOCH?

HONEY, I'M NOT UP ON THE LATEST TEEN SLANG.

"HOOCH" -- IT'S SHORT FOR "HOOCHIE-MAMA"...

'30s JAZZ LINGO FOR "HUSSY."

COME ON, CATE, GET WITH IT.

IT'S JUST THAT I DON'T UNDERSTAND.

YOU LOOK FINE.

IT'S THIS NEW PRINCIPAL. HE THINKS HE RUNS THE SCHOOL.

HE DOES RUN THE SCHOOL.

HE'S BEEN THERE ONE WEEK.

I'VE BEEN THERE THREE YEARS.

NOW, BRIDGET, WHY DO I GET THE FEELING

THAT YOU ARE NOT 100% INNOCENT?

BECAUSE, MOM, INSIDE, YOU KNOW SHE'S A HOOCH.

OKAY, MAYBE MY UNDERWEAR BAND SHOWED FOR, LIKE, TWO SECONDS.

LOOK, THERE'S THIS TOTALLY DUMB NEW RULE

WHERE YOUR UNDERWEAR BAND CAN'T SHOW,

YET THEY ASSIGN ME A BOTTOM LOCKER.

EVERYONE KNOWS WHEN YOU BEND OVER, YOUR SHIRT RIDES UP,

YOUR JEANS GO DOWN, AND YOUR UNDERWEAR JUST STAYS THERE.

DUH. IT'S CALLED PHYSICS.

SO, WHO -- WHO IS REALLY TO BLAME HERE?

ME, WHO INNOCENTLY BENT OVER TO GET A BOOK,

OR THE SCHOOL, WHO KNOWINGLY ASSIGNED A BOTTOM LOCKER

TO A HOTTIE?

WAIT A MINUTE.

YOU BENT OVER FOR A BOOK?

OKAY, IT WAS A CosmoGIRL.

OH. OH. UH-HUH.

HEY. GOOD AS NEW.

WOW, DAD.

YOU FIXED THAT FAST.

YEAH, I DIDN'T STRAIN MYSELF AT ALL.

YOU SEE, WHAT YOU HAVE TO DO HERE

IS YOU LOOSE THAT COUPLING THERE --

UH, UH, UH, UH, DAD,

A MAGICIAN NEVER GIVES AWAY HIS SECRETS.

DAD, DON'T FORGET TO PICK UP YOUR TOOLS.

UH, I GOT TO GO, BUT IF YOU'RE FEELING UP TO IT,

THE GARAGE-DOOR OPENER NEEDS TO BE REPLACED.

YEAH, I'M UP TO IT.

GOOD.

MNH, MNH-MNH, MNH-MNH.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

OH, I'M LOOKING FOR SOMETHING.

WHAT -- THE DISK YOU SLIPPED?

WHAT?!

HEY, HEY, I'M FINE.

NAH, ADMIT IT, GRANDPA,

YOU DON'T WANT TO ADMIT TO AUNT CATE

THAT YOU HURT YOURSELF FIXING THE SINK.

HEY, IF I WEREN'T FINE, WOULD I BE ABLE TO DO THIS?

YOU KNOW, IF WE SLIPPED A PIANO UNDER YOUR HANDS,

THAT MIGHT LOOK NORMAL.

LISTEN, YOU'RE HAVING A SPASM, ALL RIGHT?

I CAN TAKE CARE OF THAT.

WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?

LISTEN, I'M THE STAR PUPIL

IN MY MASSAGE-TECHNIQUES CLASS.

BESIDES, THESE HANDS HAVE BEEN GIVING RELIEF TO PEOPLE

FOR YEARS.

WHAT PEOPLE?

LOTS OF PEOPLE -- WELL, OKAY, ME.

STILL, GIVE IT A CHANCE.

MASSAGE IS FOR SISSIES.

NO, THIS IS SPORTS MASSAGE. IT'S DIFFERENT.

IT'S FOR, LIKE, BOXERS, FOOTBALL PLAYERS --

TOUGH-GUY STUFF, ALL RIGHT?

I CAN REBUILD YOU, MAKE YOU BETTER, STRONGER, FASTER.

I SWEAR, C.J., IF YOU LAY A HAND ON ME, I'LL -- OH!

OH!

DOES THAT HURT?

YEAH.

I'VE ONLY HAD ONE CLASS.

NO, NO, NO. IT'S ALL RIGHT.

IT'S A GOOD HURT. GET BACK WITH IT.

WELL, ACTUALLY, I-I BETTER GO.

ARE YOU GONNA LEAVE ME HANGING?

WELL, I GOT SCHOOL.

WELL, I GOT TO FIX THE GARAGE.

LISTEN, I'LL TELL YOU WHAT -- YOU GOT MY NUMBER.

CALL MY GIRL, SET UP AN APPOINTMENT.

WHAT GIRL?

SHE MAY SOUND LIKE AN AUTOMATED VOICE ON A CELLPHONE,

BUT SHE'S REAL SWEET.

CHAT HER UP A BIT.

I HAVE NOTHING AGAINST DRESS CODES.

IT'S JUST THAT, UP UNTIL NOW, WE'VE DONE FINE WITHOUT THEM.

NOW, I ASSURE YOU, MR. GIBB, THAT MY --

I'M SORRY.

DID YOU GO TO GARFIELD HIGH?

WHAT? UM, YES.

ANYWAY --

I WENT TO GARFIELD.

OH. FREAKY.

ANYWAY, THIS MORNING,

I WAS LOOKING AT HOW OTHER GIRLS DRESSED,

AND THOUGH MY DAUGHTER IS NO ANGEL,

COMPARED TO THOSE HOOCHES IN THE HALLWAY,

BRIDGET IS LIKE LAURA INGALLS.

WHAT YEAR DID YOU GRADUATE?

UM, IT WAS 1970 --

WHAT DOES THIS HAVE TO DO WITH BRIDGET?

I'M SORRY. I'M SORRY.

YOU JUST -- YOU LOOK SO FAMILIAR.

DO I?

NO.

BUT THEN, THERE WEREN'T MANY GRAY-HAIRED KIDS IN MY CLASS.

ANYWAY, UM, UH, MY BRIDGET

HAS BEEN KNOWN TO DRESS A LITTLE RACY IN THE PAST,

BUT WHAT SHE WAS WEARING YESTERDAY WAS NOT RACY

IN THE SLIGHTEST.

WHAT WAS YOUR MAIDEN NAME?

PLEASE, AREN'T WE TALKING ABOUT BRIDGET?

I'M SORRY. I'LL DROP IT.

LOOK, MY DRESS CODE IS NEVER VERY POPULAR AT FIR--

YOU -- YOU HUNG OUT IN FRONT WITH THE STONERS?

NO.

NOW, LOOK, I AM MISSING WORK FOR THIS.

I AM A NURSE, AND WITHOUT ME, MY PATIENTS COULD DIE.

REALLY?

WELL, NO.

BUT THEY COULD WET THEIR BEDS.

CAN WE JUST STICK TO THE SUBJECT?

YES, OF COURSE. I-I WILL DROP IT.

WON'T BRING IT UP AGAIN.

BOTTOM LINE -- MY DRESS CODE WORKS.

TEST SCORES GO UP. DISCIPLINE PROBLEMS GO DOWN.

EGAN! YOU'RE CATE EGAN!

OH, FOR GOD'S SAKE.

AM I RIGHT?

YES.

ED! ED GIBB!

OH, WELL...

HOW ARE YOU?

YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHO I AM, DO YOU?

NOT A CLUE.

REALLY?

UH, BACK TO BRIDGET?

YES, YES. MAY I SHOW YOU SOMETHING?

UH, THIS IS A PHOTOGRAPH TAKEN OF BRIDGET

TO DOCUMENT HER DRESS-CODE VIOLATIONS.

NOW, I ASK YOU -- IS THAT PROPER SCHOOL ATTIRE?

LET ME SEE THIS.

WELL, SHE DID NOT LEAVE THE HOUSE LOOKING LIKE THIS.

HMM.

WELL, I THINK IT'S PRETTY OBVIOUS WHAT HAPPENED HERE.

YEAH, YOU PUT BRIDGET'S HEAD ON SOME HOOCH'S BODY?

OR SHE ALTERED THE OUTFIT ONCE SHE LEFT THE HOUSE.

BOTH VALID THEORIES.

YOU KNOW, I-I USED TO GO BY "EDDIE."

PEOPLE WOULD SAY, "EDDIE!"

NOTHING?

C.J., ARE YOU READY FOR ME YET?

WHAT'S TAKING SO DARN LONG?

I'M JUST GETTING THE MASSAGE TABLE READY.

OKAY. COME ON IN.

WHAT THE HELL IS ALL THIS?

WHOA.

I SENSE A LOT OF TENSION, GRANDPA.

TAKE A WHIFF OF THIS. INHALE.

GET THAT AWAY FROM ME.

C.J., THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A SPORTS MASSAGE.

YOU TURNED MY ROOM INTO BANGKOK.

IT IS A SPORTS MASSAGE WITH A FLAIR.

NOW, BREATHE.

C.J., I SWEAR,

IF YOU DON'T PUT MY ROOM BACK THE WAY IT WAS, I'M GON--

IS THAT PATCHOULI?

YEAH, WITH A DASH OF LAVENDER.

SORT OF...DELIGHTFUL.

IT IS.

SEE, I KNOW WHAT I'M DOING.

OKAY, NOW, LOOSE THE ROBE. GET UNDER THE SHEET.

JUST HOLLER WHEN YOU'RE NAKED.

NOT YET.

WAS THAT A HOLLER? NO!

HI, MOM.

SO, BRIDGET, I JUST HAD A LITTLE TALK

WITH YOUR PRINCIPAL.

UH, JUST SO I'M CLEAR,

THE ONLY DRESS-CODE VIOLATION YOU HAD

WAS A 2-SECOND FLASH OF UNDERWEAR BAND.

YEAH, I TOLD YOU THEY ASSIGNED ME A BOTTOM LOCKER.

HMM. I SAW THE PHOTO.

THEY TOTALLY PUT MY HEAD ON SOME HOOCH'S BODY!

NO, GOD DID THAT.

MOM, THIS PRINCIPAL HAS SOME SORT OF A GRUDGE ON ME.

IT'S ALMOST LIKE HE'S JEALOUS.

WELL, WHY WOULD HE BE JEALOUS OF YOU?

I DON'T KNOW.

WHY IS EVERYONE JEALOUS OF ME?

YOUR EARNING POTENTIAL?

RORY, WHY DON'T YOU GO SEE IF YOU CAN HELP YOUR GRANDFATHER

WITH THE GARAGE-DOOR OPENER?

GO.

KERRY, WHAT'S WRONG?

"WHAT'S WRONG?"

I'M WALKING THROUGH THE HALL BACK TO DEBATE CLASS,

WHERE I LEFT MY BAG --

OH, WE GET IT. WHEW, WHAT A DEPRESSING STORY.

BRIDGET, LET HER FINISH.

DEBATE CLASS, BACKPACK -- THERE'S MORE?

THIS CUSTODIAN IS PUTTING UP THESE POSTERS,

AND I'M THINKING, "PLEASE, LET THIS BE A NIGHTMARE."

WHAT?

"HOW NOT TO DRESS FOR SCHOOL"?

OH, MY GOSH, I LOOK HORRIBLE!

GIVE IT TO ME.

WHO CARES ABOUT THAT? I AM UPSET ABOUT THIS.

GOD, YOU GUYS.

OKAY, THE ONE TIME IN MY LIFE THAT I EVER WEAR OVERALLS.

I LOOK LIKE A TOTAL GEEK.

YEAH, BLAME THE OVERALLS.

GO, RORY. GO NOW.

OH, C.J.

JUST RELAX, GRANDPA.

OH, C.J., THAT'S CRIMINAL.

LOOK, I WANT YOU TO RELAX,

BUT, SERIOUSLY, IF YOU SAY MY NAME LIKE THAT AGAIN,

I'M WALKING, ALL RIGHT?

I THINK YOU FINALLY FOUND SOMETHING YOU'RE GOOD AT.

WHAT DID YOU SAY?

I SAID, "I THINK YOU FOUND SOMETHING

YOU'RE NOT TERRIBLE AT."

OH, YOU SAID I'M GOOD AT SOMETHING.

YOU CAN'T TAKE IT BACK.

Rory: GRANDPA, ARE YOU DOWN THERE?

MOM WANTS ME TO HELP YOU WITH THE GARAGE.

I-I'M NOT DECENT. JUST STAY AWAY.

CLOSE THOSE SHUTTERS.

IS HE GONE?

YES, HE'S GONE.

WHY DON'T YOU LAY A LITTLE MORE

OF THAT VANILLA/PAPAYA LOTION ON ME?

OH, MAESTRO.

MOM, NOW YOU HAVE TO ADMIT, HE IS SINGLING ME OUT.

YEAH, YEAH, YEAH.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH YOUR YEARBOOK?

WELL, YOU KNOW, HE SEEMS TO REMEMBER ME, BUT I DON'T --

OH, MY GOD.

IT'S EDDIE.

OH, EDDIE!

UH...WAIT, ED.

YOU KNOW, I REALLY LIKE YOU...AS A FRIEND.

I THINK I MAY KNOW WHY MR. GIBB IS A LITTLE MAD.

I CAN'T BELIEVE MR. GIBB IS MAKING EXAMPLES OUT OF US

BECAUSE YOU WOULDN'T KISS HIM.

YEAH, MOM, YOU MIGHT WANT TO THINK TWICE

NEXT TIME YOU TELL US TO BE GOOD GIRLS.

WELL, THE GARAGE DOOR SHOULDN'T GIVE YOU ANY MORE PROBLEMS.

HEY, DAD, YOU ARE SO CHIPPER AND RESILIENT THESE DAYS.

WHAT'S YOUR SECRET?

YES, GRANDPA, WHAT'S YOUR SECRET?

UH, WELL, THERE'S NO SECRET.

YOU JUST UNDERESTIMATE ME.

AND I APOLOGIZE.

AND AS A TOKEN OF THAT APOLOGY, I WOULD LIKE TO GIVE YOU A LIST

OF ALL THE THINGS THAT NEED FIXING AROUND HERE.

OH, WELL, GREAT, YEAH, CONSIDER THEM DONE.

OKAY.

MOM, COME ON. LET'S GO.

YEAH, COME ON, MOM.

BRIDGET NEEDS TIME TO HOOCH IT UP BEFORE SCHOOL.

COME ON, COME ON, COME ON.

C.J., I'M GONNA NEED ANOTHER TREATMENT.

THAT DAMN GARAGE DOOR ALMOST KILLED ME.

YEAH, I FEEL BAD FOR YOU. SEE YOU LATER.

WHOA, WHOA, WHOA, WHOA. SOMETHING WRONG?

OF COURSE NOT.

YOU KNOW, I FINALLY DO SOMETHING YOU APPROVE OF,

BUT YOU'RE TOO EMBARRASSED TO SAY IT IN PUBLIC.

EVERYTHING'S FINE. LATER.

YOU'RE EMBARRASSED.

YOU'RE ASHAMED OF US!

I'M NOT ASHAMED.

ASHAMED, GRANDPA!

THERE'S NOTHING WRONG

WITH TWO MEN RUBBING OIL ON EACH OTHER'S BODY.

HEY, YOU RUBBED ME. I DIDN'T RUB YOU.

SHAME TALK!

YOU KNOW WHAT? THAT'S FINE.

FROM NOW ON, YOU CAN GO RUB YOURSELF.

WELL, FINE.

I DON'T NEED YOUR STUPID, FLOWERY OILS.

UH, PAPAYA IS A FRUIT, NOT A FLOWER.

OH, WELL, YOU WOULD KNOW.

WELL, HELLO.

LOOK, EDDIE...

OH, YOU REMEMBERED.

YES, THE YEARBOOK ACTUALLY JOGGED MY MEMORY.

AND I AM SORRY THAT, LIKE, A MILLION YEARS AGO,

I REJECTED YOU,

BUT THAT IS BETWEEN YOU AND ME.

AND I WOULD REALLY APPRECIATE IT

IF YOU WOULD TAKE DOWN THOSE AWFUL POSTERS.

OKAY.

OKAY?

THIS MAY NOT HAVE BEEN MY BEST IDEA.

IN FACT, I HAD TO BREAK UP A SHOVING MATCH

OVER THOSE POSTERS.

BOYS WERE FIGHTING OVER THE POSTERS?

ACTUALLY, IT WAS TWO TEACHERS WHO WILL REMAIN ANONYMOUS.

EW. I'M THINKING THE MATH OR HISTORY DEPARTMENTS.

HEY, MAYBE THEY WERE FIGHTING OVER MY POSTER.

ANYWAY, I HAVE AGREED TO TAKE THE POSTERS DOWN.

AND, GIRLS, YOU ARE GONNA MISS THE FIRST BELL.

THANK YOU.

BYE, MOM.

WELL, THANK YOU.

I KNOW IT'S NOT EASY TO ADMIT WHEN YOU'RE WRONG.

YES, WELL, YOU'RE WALKING PROOF OF THAT.

EXCUSE ME?

OH, COME ON, CATE, IF YOU REALLY REMEMBERED US,

YOU'D REMEMBER THE FACTS.

WAIT.

I REALLY LIKE YOU, CATE... AS A FRIEND.

THAT IS IMPOSSIBLE.

NO BOY IN HIGH SCHOOL EVER SAID TO ME,

"I ONLY LIKE YOU AS A FRIEND."

CATE, I-I JUST WASN'T INTO YOU,

BUT YOUR SISTER WAS HOT -- MAGGIE -- OH, MAGGIE!

MAGGIE? I WAS THE HOTTER SISTER.

MM-HMM.

WHAT DID MAGGIE GET IN HONORS CHEMISTRY?

MAGGIE NEVER TOOK HONORS CHEMISTRY.

AND WHAT DID YOU GET IN HONORS CHEMISTRY?

AN "A."

YEAH. YOU WERE THE HOT ONE.

I WAS HOT AND SMART.

WELL, NO SHAME IN BEING SMART.

I RESPECTED THAT IN YOU.

IN FACT, THAT'S WHY I LIKED YOU AS A FRIEND.

YOU KNOW, I DON'T REALLY CARE.

IT WAS A LONG TIME AGO.

YEAH, DOESN'T EVEN MATTER.

WATER UNDER THE BRIDGE.

WE AGREE TO DISAGREE.

FINE BY ME.

I REJECTED YOU.

SURE YOU DID.

YES, I FOUND IT.

WHO'S THE GEEK YOU'RE WITH?

THIS IS THE PRINCIPAL.

HA. AND HE SAYS HE REJECTED ME?

LOOK AT HIM. HE LOOKS LIKE LEO SAYER.

WHO? WHO? WHO?

I'M GONNA GO DOWN THERE AND SHOW HIM THIS.

MOM, YOU'RE MAKING THIS ALL ABOUT YOU.

WHO CARES IF YOU WERE HOT OR NOT?

THE MAN TOOK DOWN THE POSTERS,

AND THIS WAS ABOUT OUR HIGH-SCHOOL HUMILIATION,

NOT YOURS.

WELL, IT WASN'T THAT BAD.

OH, SO YOU LIKED BEING WORSHIPED

BY PATHETIC LOSERS WHO STEAL YOUR PICTURE?

HEY, I DON'T PEE ALL OVER YOUR DREAMS, OKAY?

OKAY, MOM, JUST LIKE BRIDGET,

ALL YOU CARE ABOUT IS YOUR IMAGE.

ACTUALLY, KERRY, MAYBE I HAVE BEEN A LITTLE SELF-OBSESSED

ABOUT THIS WHOLE MISUNDERSTANDING WITH MR. GIBB.

YEAH, WHO CARES IF HE BROKE UP WITH YOU?

I BROKE UP WITH HIM!

SEE?

LIKE BRIDGET, YOU CARE WAY TOO MUCH

ABOUT WHAT OTHER PEOPLE THINK.

UGH, MOM, YOU DON'T HAVE TO TAKE THIS FROM HER.

ACTUALLY, I THINK YOUR SISTER'S RIGHT,

AND I KNOW THIS IS SILLY,

BUT I JUST WANTED TO RUB HIS NOSE IN IT

THAT BACK IN HIGH SCHOOL, I WAS STUDIOUS AND HOT,

JUST LIKE YOU, KERRY.

LIKE ME?

WELL, WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?

COME ON, GO!

MOM, GO! RUB HIS NOSE IN IT!

GO!

OKAY, OKAY.

YOU SEE?

I WAS COOL, AND YOU WERE A GEEK.

WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?

I LOOKED LIKE LEO SAYER.

YEAH.

CATE, I HAVE DONE EVERYTHING THAT YOU ASKED.

WHY ARE YOU HERE?

TO SET THE RECORD STRAIGHT.

YOU CARED THAT MUCH WHAT I THINK?

OH, NO. I-I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU THINK.

I CARE ABOUT JUSTICE.

LOOK, I-I GET IT.

GET WHAT?

WELL, I THINK IT'S PRETTY OBVIOUS

YOU HAVE A VERY HARD TIME STAYING AWAY FROM ME.

WHAT?

I AM A PRINCIPAL.

I THINK I RECOGNIZE A HIGH-SCHOOL CRUSH

WHEN I SEE ONE.

I DIDN'T EVEN REMEMBER YOU.

MMM, SO YOU SAID.

AND THIS PICTURE PROVES IT --

I WAS COOL, AND YOU WEREN'T.

THE ONLY THING THAT THIS PICTURE PROVES

IS THAT WHITE GUYS CAN LOOK FANTASTIC IN AFROS.

UNBELIEVABLE.

YOU ARE EVEN WEARING RAINBOW SUSPENDERS.

LOOK, CATE, I-I'M FLATTERED.

I'M JUST NOT INTERESTED.

I'M SORRY.

YOU ARE THE MOST POMPOUS, ARROGANT MAN I HAVE EVER MET.

YOU'LL GET OVER THIS.

AND, DON'T WORRY, 'CAUSE WHEN I LEAVE THIS TIME,

YOU WON'T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT ME STALKING YOU,

BECAUSE I WILL NEVER VOLUNTARILY SET FOOT

IN THIS OFFICE AGAIN!

GOOD DAY, MR. GIBB!

OH, I THINK YOU'LL BE BACK.

OH, NO, I WON'T!

THANK YOU.

YEAH, YOU'RE DOING JUST FINE WITHOUT ME.

ALL RIGHT, YOU WIN.

RORY...

THERE'S NOTHING WRONG WITH A GOOD MASSAGE.

EXCUSE ME?

YEAH, YEAH, WELL, YOU KNOW, I'VE ALWAYS BEEN HARD ON C.J.,

BUT HE FINALLY DID SOMETHING RIGHT.

HE HAS FOUND A CAREER PATH.

YEAH, HE GAVE ME A MASSAGE,

AND I FELT LIKE A MILLION BUCKS AFTER IT.

WOW. SO YOU'RE TELLING ME --

YES, C.J. IS GOOD AT SOMETHING.

AND I'M PROUD OF HIM.

AW, THAT'S ALL I WANTED TO HEAR, GRAMPY --

GET SOME PROPS.

COME HERE.

WOW. THAT'S SOMETHING.

WHY DON'T YOU GUYS GET A ROOM?

I-I FORGOT -- YOU ALREADY HAVE ONE.