us and told miss emily we should be given a proper lunch and not just what's left over from her baja freshlled me really hard into the other room, and my arm came out of its socket. are you sure? are you sure you didn't just sleep on it funny? does this look like i slept on it funny?! i'm gonna tell mom! mom! you are not going anywhere. i finally have a date with miss emily tomorrow, and i'm not gonna let you or anybody else get in my way until i have seen every inch of her naked. do you even hear yourself?! and what am i supposed to do about my arm?! i'll just pop it back in. you most certainly will not! i need to go to a hospital. lois: brian, is stewie in there with you? mom! we're in here, lois. he's napping. relax. i'm gonna pop it back in. (muffled grunting) get in there! c-come on! hold still, stewie! (both grunting) (shoulder popping) (coughing) i'm not saying i like pain. but i'm not saying i don't like it either. hey, uh, listen, billy, it's been fun having you stay here, but we really need to talk about making some new arrangements. oh, do we? is this because there's some kind o