good. yeah. knicks finally won. the twins s loved it. oh, and their new buddy, chris there-- he's my new favorite of their friends. yeah. hello, chris good-bye spencerthe boys? they're gonna hitchhike home from the strip club. no... they took chris next door. they're shootin' hoops. who is this chris? have i met him? oh, he's adorable. his dad works at the school. oh, yeah? what subject does he teach? he's not a teacher. actually, he's the custodian. oh, really? i didn't know that. ah, that's funny. robert: why? no, no. 'cause, uh... we were eating peanuts and i looked down, and little chris had all the shells on his lap, and i said, "hey, chris, you can throw those on the floor. that's what they pay the janitor for." oh! oh, my god! raymond, how could you? what? oh, my god, ray, what are you thinking? that poor boy must be devastated. i think that's sick. ray: no, no! wait a minute! wait a minute. everybody calm down. i didn't devastate anybody. it was totally fine. it was a joke. the kid laughed, he--he threw his shells on the floor, and then we watched the game and we all lived happily ever after. raymond, you're a lovely boy. but this is why som