rallo was the turd. it's a contest?! rallo, you didn't tell me that, you little turd!g to the pillsbury doughboy's house! i can't believe you believe it either. was that a gun? hmm? oh, no, i'm not about to trick you into shooting a turkey. you know, it's a long trip. why don't you put your seat back, take a nap, and i'll wake you up when we get there? i'm too excited to sleep. nonsense. catch some zs for pa-pa? here's a blanket, larry the leopard, a eye pillow, and this. good night. (snores) (whimpers) what the...?! where's the pillsbury doughboy?! dead, junior! the turkeys did it! in cold gobbly blood! his last words were, "avenge me, junior!" then he poked himself in the stomach, giggled, and died. kill 'em! kill 'em all! you sons of bitches! wait a minute. this isn't the doughboy residence! you tricked me! i will not murder with you! (grunts) why can't you just be more like the d.c. sniper's son? stop comparing me to lee boyd malvo! i'm not him! fine. i'll do it. (turkey gobbles) please, dad, don't do this! i'm gonna put a duck in your butt. and then i'm gonna put

(heartbeat thumping) rallo!e-- "beats the black off me." rallo? (dog whimpers) (gasps) my bone! it's you! duck. duck. duck. duck. goose! of course you're good at this. you're the inventors of the game. that's like playing chinese checkers against the czechs. what am i doing? chasing wild geese, it's like some wild-goose ch... son of a bitch! robert! okay, one more game. duck. duck. duck. lunchtime, rock. mama hasn't been to the store yet so all we got is pigs feet and baking soda. rock hudson? rock hudson?! oh, my god! you looking for that dog? junior left with him about 40 minutes ago. if you walk slowly, you should be able to catch up to him. you're right! (doorbell rings) junior, wait! oh, hello. you must be here for the pool party. the ad implied you would be older. and thinner. and whiter. no, mr. waterman, sir. we found your dog and would like our $5,000 reward please. no, we're keeping him! actually, he's my wife's dog. i can't stand the little bastard. he barks at all my guests. the sweaty delivery man i