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Prison Break-In

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Written by Karey Dornetto.

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Lindsay: No, I mean, likes her. Like, is attracted to her.

Michael: Who’s the “her” in that sentence?

Lindsay: Mom. Warden Gentiles likes Mom.

Michael: Her?

Vote: ***** / Average: 4.45 (42 votes)

Tobias: I’m afraid I’m with Michael on this. The guy runs a prison, he can have any piece of ass he wants.

Vote: ***** / Average: 4.55 (92 votes)

Michael: And if he likes her in that sense, it makes it even worse. I don’t want Mom mixed up with the sort of creep that would have her as a fetish.

Lindsay: Oh, Michael, you’re just feeling neglected by your mother. You wanted to go to this with her, didn’t you?

Michael: Hey, I don’t need to take my mom to a gala, okay? On losers go to those things with their parents, I’m going with my son.

George Michael: Oh, I may skip that, I don’t like galas.

Narrator: Actually, he loved galas, all kids do.

Tobias: Oh, come on, don’t leave your Uncle Teabag hanging.

Vote: ***** / Average: 4.60 (149 votes)

George Michael: Please don’t call yourself that.

Narrator: What he was having trouble with was looking directly at his dying uncle.

Michael: I can’t stand by and watch Mom get hurt. I have to get down there.

G.O.B.: This is heartbreaking. Got to get this for the video. Hey, George Michael, you want to put your head down there by his drainage shunt.

Vote: ***** / Average: 4.14 (35 votes)

Narrator: Buster, meanwhile, was also feeling abandoned by Mother.

Buster: Mother! I have no one.

Narrator: But at that very moment, his true father returned.

Buster: Uncle/Father Oscar? What are you doing here?

marijuana
Oscar says he couldn’t leave a little “bud” (marijuana) behind.

Oscar: Well, you know me. I could never leave a little bud behind.

Vote: ***** / Average: 4.51 (55 votes)

Oscar: Oh, a hug. Nice. You haven’t seen a little box with a turtle on it, have you?

Buster: Oh, yeah. My turtle was living in it before he ate all the grass and died.

Oscar: He ate all the grass?

Buster: Yeah.

Oscar: Well, it’s been great catching up.

Buster: Wait, wait, wait, where are you going?

Oscar: No, I can’t stay, because if my brother finds out that I’m here, he can try switching places again, and I can’t go back to prison.

Buster: Wait, wait, wait. If my father comes in, you can hide in one of G.O.B.’s tricks.

Oscar: I can’t.

Buster: At least you can stay and help me bury my poor turtle.

Oscar: Or we could cremate it.

Vote: ***** / Average: 4.43 (44 votes)

Narrator: And Maeby was having harder time finishing Warden Gentiles’ screenplay than he did.

Maeby: You’re a reader. How’d you like to read something fun that we could talk about on the way to the prison gala?

George Michael: Oh, I’m actually going to sit that out. I’m just burnt out on prisons lately.

Maeby: Well, this might change your mind.

George Michael: Is that a screenplay?

Maeby: Well, that’s what you’re going to tell me.

Narrator: And Michael raced to warn his mother of the warden’s intentions.

staircar
The guard says that stair car parking is not permitted at the prison, refering to Visiting Ours when an inmate escapes by running on the staircar stairs.

Prison Guard: You can’t park there! No stair car parking!

Vote: ***** / Average: 4.12 (26 votes)

Michael: Sorry, I forgot.

Inmate screams, thudding.

Michael: Sorry.

Lucille: Everything looks delicious.

Warden Gentiles: Oh, One Eye’s a wonderful chef. I’ve had to go to his parole hearings twice, and lie through my teeth to keep him here.

Vote: ***** / Average: 3.67 (27 votes)

Lucille: (Laughing.)

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