fr cily tyn, dis rogers ad the enre "actn news" tam i'm jim rdner have a goo here you go, mom. thank you. betsy, i can't wait to try your homemade muffins. (mouth full) mmm. snooze, you lose, dude. (mouth full) oh, man. these are so good. so good. oh, man. (gravelly voice) big bubba needs food. come on. feed me. oh. sorry you had to meet mr. belly-face, ma'am. well, i should go check on stan. thanks, mom. (clenches teeth) let's go. get out. drop those muffins. did you hear her? she has to go "check on stan" 'cause what? i pay so little attention to him that he might just walk out the front door and knock down some neighbor's mailbox? well, that did happen yesterday to my mailbox. you know what i mean. now is she or is she not the worst? ooh. god-awful. i can't her. horrible. i thought she seemed pretty cool. (whispers) wow. ooh.