Ellen:
What are you looking at?
Clark:
Oh, the silent majesty of a winter's morn... the clean, cool chill of the holiday air... an asshole in his bathrobe, emptying a chemical toilet into my sewer...
[Eddie, in the driveway, is draining the RV's toilet]

Eddie:
Shitter was full.
Clark:
Ah, yeah. You checked our shitters, honey?
Ellen:
Clark, please. He doesn't know any better.
Clark:
He oughta know it's illegal. That's a storm sewer. If it fills with gas, I pity the person who lights a match within ten yards of it.
Riportata da il 05/03/2025 alle ore 07:09

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