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I love this ring.

You know, I wish we could
tell people that we're engaged.

You know,
without Red killing you.

Red kills happy things,
it's what he does.

Let's just enjoy the fact that someday
you are going to be Mrs. Forman.

Mrs. Forman? You want me
to go by Mrs. Forman?

Well, yeah, I just assumed.
I mean, come on.

Pinciotti?

Which is nice.
No, which is really nice.

Eric?

Eric? Honey, could you get the
Thanksgiving turkey out of the freezer?

Oh, wait.
It's a 20-pounder. Donna.

Could you get the Thanksgiving
turkey out of the freezer?

Sure, Mrs. Forman.

See? There's your Mrs. Forman.

Okay. Yeah, you know,
you're right.

That's gonna be a little creepy.

Well, now I kind of like it.
Call me Mrs. Forman.

No.

- Mrs. Forman's feeling dirty.
- No, okay, Donna...

Come on. Give Mrs.
Forman a big French kiss!

No! Donna, no!

♪ Hanging out

♪ Down the street

♪ The same old thing

♪ We did last week

♪ Not a thing to do

♪ But talk to you

♪ We're all all right

♪ We're all all right ♪

Hello, Wisconsin!

Okay. Perfect.
We're all set for turkey day.

And there'll be plenty of
room, especially without Laurie.

Has anyone heard from her?
Of course not!

I guess respect and courtesy
aren't genetic like my slim hips.

Hey, Schotzie, stay away
from my witch sister.

Her and her witch friends have
been known to sacrifice small animals.

Oh, and possibly that
one asthmatic neighbor boy.

Eric, little Wally moved away.

A six-year-old moved away?

His parents still
live in that house.

Mrs. Forman, if it helps, I can
invite Jackie to Thanksgiving.

She's bitchy like Laurie.

Ms. Forman, I would love

to come to your
Thanksgiving dinner,

and I'll bring a date
and a 12-pack,

just like the pilgrims.

Hey, guys, Red is gonna flip
when he sees this failing notice.

"To the parent or guardian
of Eric Forman."

"Your son is a complete idiot.

"Please kick him out, and raise
the foreign boy as your own."

Man, all I did was mess up
on two math quizzes,

but Ms. McGee has to be all...

"I'm Ms. McGee.

"I wear high heels
and fail everybody."

What's that?

That's Ms. McGee.

You hardly changed your voice.

Well, sure, I did.

- I'm Ms. McGee. I...
- That's just your voice.

I'm doing an impression.

Well, you suck at impressions.

- Okay, forget it.
- Are you still doing her?

Oh, hey, Red, do me a favor.
Sign this, huh?

My gym teacher's failing me
'cause I won't wear shorts.

- Why won't you wear shorts?
- Would you wear shorts?

Fine.

Thank you.

So, Eric,
how's school treating you?

You managing to keep
from embarrassing yourself?

Yeah. Oh, sure. I've been
buckling down, just like you said,

and thinking a little bit more
about my future,

which I believe
you also recommended.

Well, it's good to know

that 17 years of kicking
your ass has finally paid off.

Eric, you didn't have him
sign your failing notice.

Oh, I don't wanna trouble him
with this old thing.

I'll just sign his name myself,

because that's
how good a son I am.

♪ Baby, baby, baby, baby, ohh ♪

Okay, careful.
Careful. Watch the TV. Okay.

Okay, this is good.
Perfect. Perfect.

You. Why are you here?

You don't even know
what Thanksgiving is.

I'm here because my host
parents are feeding bums at church.

Charity begins at home, my ass.

- Laurie?
- Hey, little brother.

You're back.

And you're not even
eight months pregnant.

- Mommy!
- Laurie!

Oh, my goodness!
I knew you'd come.

- Hi, Daddy!
- All the phones
broken in Chicago?

No. Well, see, I had
other plans, but my date...

I mean, business associate,
had to go be with his wife.

I mean,
other business associate.

I'm doing good!

Okay, well, you know what?

I'm gonna set you a place
right next to me at the big table.

No, Kitty. I think
that seat belongs to Eric.

Me? At the adults' table?

Are you sure I'm ready?

- But, Daddy...
- Maybe, before you leave,

you'll be acting
a little more like him.

Yeah!

I'm the favorite now. Ooh!

Taste that.

Pimp gave you
the holiday off, huh?

Yeah. He replaced me
with your mom.

Now it's Thanksgiving.

Hey, Donna.

You know how my dad's so proud of
me for doing so well in school, and all?

Even though it's a lie,
and you're failing math

'cause you spend
all your time with me?

Yeah. Right. That's right.

Well, just now, right now,
right in there, right now,

Red asked me
to sit at the grownups' table.

Wow!

I hear each person over there
gets their own biscuit.

Yeah. Donna, it's glorious.

Donna.

Donna, I want to tell everyone
we're engaged. Tonight.

Tonight? Are you sure?

Yeah, I just...

I just want everyone
to know, you know?

So, when the moment's right,
we'll just... We'll tell them all.

This is so awesome!

And then, just in case,
we'll run like hell.

- I probably
won't wait for you.
- Oh, okay.

Yeah.

That's a beautiful table, Kitty.

Well, thank you, Daddy. So glad
that you and Mom could be here.

Well, we have to eat somewhere.

And, Mom, I know that
we have had our ups and downs,

but in honor
of this special day,

I would like to tell you
that I am thankful

that you are my mother,
and I love you.

Isn't there something
you would like to tell me?

Actually, I would like
some more tea.

I'll try and slip
some booze in there,

in the interest
of a happy holiday.

So, Thanksgiving.

We celebrate the subjugation
of an indigenous people

with yams and Underdog floats.

Yeah, I'm mostly celebrating
my pretty new dress.

And so much for talking.

May I wet your whistle, Grandpa?

Gonna have to say yes to that.

Well, cannot let this
go to waste.

When did they get a houseboy?

Happy Thanksgiving,
Ms. Forman.

This is my date, Carol.

Ms. McGee?

Kelso,

you're dating my math teacher?

No. No, no, no.
We're not dating.

We just have a relationship that I
thought we agreed to keep a secret?

Well, welcome.

Michael, she is
10 years older than you.

Oh, no.
Nine and five-twelfths.

She taught me that.

- Very good, Michael.
- Thank you.

Okay.

Kelso, how could you bring her?

Oh, relax, man. She's not
gonna quiz you or anything.

But if she does, the
square root of zero is zero.

She got me with that last night,

earned herself a free massage.

Ms. McGee, being that
it's a holiday and all,

there are certain math-related,

failing-type things
I'd rather not talk about.

I hear you. There are certain
things I'd like to keep quiet, too.

So, if anyone from
the school board should ask,

I came alone,
and I left before dessert.

Eric, maybe we should wait
on the big announcement,

now that your
math teacher is here.

Oh, no, Donna,
we don't have to worry,

'cause she's not
my math teacher today.

Today,
she's a cradle-robbing slut.

- Yay, student-teacher
relationships!
- Yay!

Hey, Laurie.
Long time no doing it.

Maybe for you.

So, what time is your date
gonna let you out for recess?

Nice try, Laurie. There's no
recess today, it's Thanksgiving!

Wow, Laurie.

Yeah, me and her
really had something, huh?

Yeah. Ointment took care
of that, though, right?

Yeah.

This looks great.

Here you go. One for Burt,
and one for Ernie.

I'm calling you Ernie now,
because you look like the Muppet.

I didn't ask for a drink.

Well, I didn't ask
to be born in a field.

But you fought back
against adversity,

just like your Indian brothers.

What is he, Cherokee?

Gobble, gobble, gobble.

It's time to carve the turkey.

- Red.
- Actually, Kitty,
I think this is Eric's year.

Seems like he's growing up
and finally buckling down.

Here you go, Son.

Wow.

Okay.

Well, in that case, I would like
to make a kind of announcement.

- Check it out! I'm bread man.
- Hey, shut up! Eric's talking.

Go ahead, honey.

Okay.

Well, I'm really glad that my
family is here, and my friends,

and, well, even my math teacher,

because something happened
a few days ago

that I'd like to share
with everyone.

Eric, we agreed
this isn't the time.

- No. No, I meant...
- Not the time for what?

To talk about
how he's failing math.

- What?
- Fez, what the hell?

I've been drinking.

Mr. Forman, you did
sign the failing notice.

I didn't sign...

You forged my name?

Wow. I really picked the
right day to come home, huh?

Okay, um...

Who likes dark meat?

Hey, who doesn't?
Am I right, ladies?

Oh, Lord.

So, you lied to me about school.

Now, it wasn't a lie so much
as a misdirection, really.

We'll talk about this later.

Well, Laurie, looks like
a seat just opened up for you.

Come on over and grab a biscuit.

Forty-two minutes
and I'm back on top.

So, that was kind of a mess.

Oh, no, that's what
I wanted to happen.

Burt, honey, pass me your plate.

Burtikins.

- Burt!
- I'm up.

Bob, you know what
Eric's problem is?

All that time he's spending
with your daughter.

Hey, Donna ain't the problem.

Eric's the one who corrupted her up so
dirty, I had to send her to Catholic school.

How could he be failing math?

Kitty, I'm sure
he did the best he could

for someone who was
held too long as a baby.

I bet that explains why
he hit puberty so late, too.

No, that was because
of your mother's smoking.

Fez, I know you've only spoken
English for a couple weeks now,

but could you have learnt
the words, "Don't tell my dad"?

"Don't," a contraction
meaning "Do not,"

and "Tell my dad,"
meaning "Shut up!"

Okay, right there, you
just told me not to shut up.

It's a wonder you're not
failing English, too.

Crack a book,
you lazy son of a bitch.

So, guys,

Ms. McGee.

Pretty nice, huh? If they put
one of her in every classroom,

I'd never skip school again,
if you know what I mean.

I mean, I'm doing it
with my teacher!

Oh, shh!
But it's a secret, so...

I've never been with a teacher,

but I was with the post-office
lady. That was cool.

I got 100 free stamps
and a monster roll of tape.

I like older women, they always
got something smart to say.

I think I could probably
fit inside of a record player.

That's gotta sound good in
there. Inside of a record player?

I miss dating Kelso.

The guys I'm with now, they're
so... I don't know. What's the word?

Married.

Hey, you and Kelso didn't date.

You're just a tramp
he cheated with.

And, you contaminated him so
much, I ended up with Steven,

who I love being with!

So, thank you.

Wow. I'm the only one here
who's never been with Kelso,

which makes me wanna say, ew!

And also, thank God.

But you,
I mean, you're a teacher.

Can't you get in trouble
for dating a student?

Hey, let them come and get me.

He's 18.
I make $11,000 a year.

I deserve a little something.

So, that was one rooting-tooting,
big old crap of a day, huh?

Yep. Pretty much.

I just really wanted to tell
people that we were engaged.

You know what?
Maybe it'd be easier

if we just showed up
next Thanksgiving with a kid.

Hey, thanks for dinner, Kitty.

I'll remember to wear
my stretch pants next time.

Oh, let me know
if you find that button.

Good night. I apologize
if my being here upset you.

No, no, no. I just feel you
being seen out with a student is...

It's just awfully bad principle.

Oh, he doesn't care,
he's dating a cheerleader.

Burt. Burtie Bear.

- Burt!
- Grandma, let me.

- Grandpa!
- I'm up!

My goodness, you are going to
make some lucky man a wonderful wife.

Oh, my God.

That's where Laurie
gets her mean streak.

It's not from delightful me,
it's from my evil mother!

So, evil skips a generation.

So, that means that my
granddaughter is gonna be the devil.

Well, don't worry, because no
woman's gonna wanna bear your idiot kids

if you can't even pass math.

How could you
forge my signature?

- Here comes yelling.
- Yeah, I don't
wanna hear this.

- I'll help with the dishes.
- Yeah.

And I'll take these
half-empty glasses.

Okay. No, no.
You've had enough.

Eric,

what the hell is wrong with you?

He doesn't understand
consequences, Daddy.

Well, maybe
he'll understand this.

From now on,
every time you disobey me,

or lie to me, or do
anything that pisses me off,

you're gonna pay me money.

Pay you?
Wait, you're fining me?

It's like giving him
tickets for being dumb.

Okay, okay, I think we're forgetting
about a time-tested punishment here.

There's your foot, here's
my ass. Swing away!

Well, it obviously doesn't
work. So, for forging my name,

you owe me 30 bucks.

Daddy, can I borrow $30?

- Sure, kitten.
- What...

Laurie, your grandparents
are sleeping in your room,

so you take Eric's room, and
the math whiz can ride the couch.

Well, another
Thanksgiving come and gone.

Certainly an eventful day, hmm?

Yeah.

What with our ungrateful
daughter, that dumb ass son,

and a drunk foreign kid,
I'd say...

Actually, it was a little
better than last year.

- I know we're young.
- But we're totally in love.

And we just want you to know...

We're engaged!

- Feels good to tell someone.
- Yeah.

I think they're happy for us.

Look, Schotzie's celebrating.

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