JACK:
((Jack looks a little worried, but can't get over how hot L.D. looks in his leather jacket.))
**Well, I guess...... hey, whats this about growin' up to be a man? Real men.... they have courtesy!**
((Jack gets back up and heads back toward the T.V., wishing that he could implement his most recent invention idea which he called a remote control.))
**Now, L.D., honey. I'm gonna turn this T.V. off again, cause we're gonna finish our turkey day meals first, then we can watch the game.**
((Jack raises an eyebrow at Bobby, who starts to protest.))
**And whoever heard of a kid eatin' Froot Loops afore his meal. Eat the turkey that L.D.'s carvin fer ya. He went to a lotta trouble ta have those claws installed and I don' wanna see 'em go ta waste. And the whole meal took 3 hours for yer Mama to cook.**
((Jack looks up as Lureen taps him on the shoulder and whispers something in his ear.))
**Wow, really?... Okay, forty-five minutes with the new Sun-roaster.**