[Eric is asked how he afforded a huge wedding]
Eric:
So I'm picking up the tuxes, and I see that they're setting up for this big Peterman wedding next door.
Rachel McGuire:
Wait - "disposable diaper" Petermans?
Eric:
Yeah, them Petermans.
Rachel McGuire:
But their wedding is, like, the social event of the year.
Eric:
Yeah, well... now it's not.
Jack:
What did you do?
Eric:
Nothing, really. I just called the operator and asked for the number to the hotel, and while I was waiting, I noticed there was a little shmutz on the end of the phone. I couldn't tell whether it was dried vomit or gum. It *tasted* more like gum...
Jack:
Get on with it!
Eric:
Anyway, I told them that I was E.J. Peterman and that my daughter had to get married right away because she was pregnant. So drink up, guys, 'cause this is gonna hit the fan in, like, two seconds...
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