In Treatment

Jesus, this is revolting, what kind of stupid Edwardian logic is this Poppins lady advocating?  The only thing that's going to keep this radiotherapy down is a big fat bale of weed.  

Party At Nan's

You're throwing off my timing and by the looks your relatives are throwing our way we've hit a new level of disdain.  It's left leg in, right leg out.  I can't simplify it anymore.  

Not Again

If you wanted a warm place to rest your genitals I'd have knocked you up a hot water bottle.  Is this really how you want to ring in the new year?  I mean look at them.  Snoring away precious eating time while the remnants of last nights nibbles clog up their nostrils.  I'm going for a walk and I expect the house to be quieter when I return.