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- Mm, hi. - Todd, we need to talk.

Hey, look, a cute, little puppy doggy!

- I need to tell you something. - It's okay, Lurlene.

I found your punch card. I know they're fake.

- Yes, but no. - You slept with the football

team again? It's okay.

Yes, but no. I've met someone else.

You're just too... nice. I want a bad boy.

Hey!

Let me in!

You must be Lurlene's bad boy.

- Hi! - Hey, those are fake!

- You're disgusting! - I don't know this guy!

Bye! It was great meeting you!

No! No!

Mr. Pickles!

Mr. Pickles!

There you are! Good boy!

- Hmm, this milk tastes funny. - Well, Tommy, our

cow, Betty, is pregnant, so right now, we're

- drinking soy milk. - Ugh!

I've read that soy has estrogen in it.

- What's that? - Well, it's what

- makes a lady a lady. - A little soy milk

isn't going to turn anybody into a lady overnight.

Mr. Pickles. Dad?

I'm Mrs. Milton. My Suzie and I found this one

sleeping on our farm this morning.

Dad, you lost your

- shoe again? - But Mr. Pickles did

this to me! Last night, I saw Mr. Pickles

huffing gas, then getting into the truck.

- Hey! - Next thing I know, I woke up in

a crib next to a baby man at one of Mr. Pickles' fetish parties.

A horse man whipping a pig lady starting grabbing my nipples.

Then a robed man popped out of a cake.

- Show us your face! - But it was Mr. Pickles

in a doctor's mask. He started cutting people up

- with a chain saw! - No! Nooo!

He put human heads on his paws and started dancing,

Then he put me in a truck with a bunch of body parts

and drove me to the Milton's farm where he stole my shoe!

- Hey! - And that's how I lost my shoe.

You and your crazy stories.

- Anyway, bye now. - Please stop by anytime!

Dad, what do you do

- when you're in love? - Ugh, Tommy,

nowadays, love is complicated, but when you really love

someone, just tell them how you feel.

- Well, I'm off to work. Bye! - Dad's right!

I'm gonna tell Suzie I love her! Come on, Mr. Pickles!

Let's find Suzie's farm!

Whee!

Hi! I'm Tommy, and this is Mr. Pickles!

- Oops. Sorry about that. - That's okay.

- At least it's not soy milk. - I'm Suzie, and this is Gertie.

She's old, and her milk's going bad.

Suzie, I wanted to tell you something. I love you.

Look, Tommy, since my pa starting drinking again, I got

to do everything around here... milk the cow, feed the pigs,

even pay the bills. Come back when you got a job.

Okay!

Come on, Mr. Pickles!

Agh, he hit me!

- He hit Wanda! - Hey, not I did not.

A-Are you okay?

At least take me to motel where Wanda live.

Listen, I'm sorry, but I really

- have to get to work. - Help! He hurt me!

Wanda make a friend!

Well, Mr. Pickles, I guess nobody will give me a job.

Jobs! Get your jobs here!

- I need a job. - You there, step right up!

- But I'm over here. - Well, of course you are!

Right this way.

Sorry for the mess.

I-I-I've lost my spectacles. So, what kind of job are you after?

I need a job that will help me pay bills 'cause Suzie...

Say no more! I know just the job

- you need, little lady. - Huh?!

- What happened? - Now, it's off to Jiggly Wigglies with you!

Just go there, and soon you'll be able to pay all your

bills, including this one for $20,000!

Come on, Mr. Pickles!

Oh, and here! Five more visits, and your next job is free!

Linda! What are you selling today?

Uh, uh, uh, h-how about this shake-a-baby, huh?!

- A shake-a-baby? - It tell you the truth!

Shake-a-baby, do birds fly?

Mm, no!

Uh, see, that is true! Birds don't fly!

I'll sell it to you for $2! That's pretty cheap for a

shake-a-baby now!

What is it, girl? Is it time for the birth?

Don't worry. I've been taking la-Moo's classes.

Oh, Betty, we have some fun.

Okay, okay, I'm ready! Here it comes!

It's a...

It's a... my shoe! Mr. Pickles put my shoe in...

Hey! Get back here, Betty!

Hiya, there!

Salutations, young Tommy! How you doing to... damn, Tommy!

Hi, Mr. Bojenkins! Do you know where.

- Jiggly Wigglies is?! - Wait, do your parents know

- about your, uh... hmm. - Thanks! Bye!

Uh, that was not good, but damn, that boy got some

big ol' jiggly wigglies!

All right, now get out there

- and show them your talents! - Huh?!

- Both of them! Go! - Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Sir, you dropped this! Here you go!

You're doing a great job. Just keep moving like us!

- Okay, like this? - Boobs! Boobs!

Boobs! Boobs! Boobs! Boobs! Boobs!

Well, hell-o!

Ah, done. Well, I guess I should get

- to tork now. - Oh, nobody want to be my friend!

- Uh, I... - Agh, help me! Please, you stay!

- But I'm late for work. Goodbye! - But if you don't stay and

watch TV show together, I tell them you raped me.

- What?! - Help, he raped me!

Hey, shh, shh, shh! Listen, all right, all right.

Sir, the prince of saturn has

- been murdered! - Sounds like a job for.

- Astronaut Dolphin detective. - But, sir,

Astronaut Dolphin detective was arrested after that space

- goblin told you he raped her! - Get him out!

And that's why blue's

- my favorite color! - Oh, you're so interesting!

- Say, do you believe in love at first sight?! - I sure do!

- I'm in love now! - Me too!

Hey, I got an idea! Do you want to get married?!

That's a great idea!

I just got to break this to my wife!

Well, then you can come home and meet my Suzie!

You know Suzie?!

Now that Todd's out, we can be together.

Yeah, whatever. You still got to lose those 5 pounds.

Who's too nice now? Die, you cheating... holy smokes!

Huh? Uh, can somebody please let me out?

Hey, look, a cute, little puppy doggy!

Do I wish miss Goodman would buy this shake-a-baby for $2?

No?!

It really works 'cause I was wishing you

would buy it for $3, Miss Goodman! Mm-Hmm!

Mrs. Milton, back so s...

Can you believe my no-good drunk of a husband is leaving me

- for some stripper skank?! - Oh, dear!

- All men are cheaters! - No, not my Stanley!

Linda, I don't want the baby!

- It's always wrong! - Shake-a-baby, do I have 10 fingers?!

Hmm, no? See, that is true!

Goodman residence.

Is Mr. Goodman coming in today?

I want to show him my army fort. Okay, bye!

Tell Goodman under there to get to work!

Stanley never made it in to work.

- He's cheating on you! - Is Mr. Goodman cheating on

- miss Goodman?! - Linda, please, it's

always wrong!

I think we'd better

go find my husband.

Stop, there's his truck over there!

Astronaut Dolphin detective says the

space goblin killed the space prince!

Wait, what's he doing now?!

Astronaut Dolphin detective has fallen in love.

I should have known he'd double-cross us!

Ridiculous! Now I'm leaving!

But if you no stay, I tell them you rape me!

I would never touch

- another woman! - Agh, help me!

Stanley Goodman, how could you!

- Ah, Beverly! - Get me out of here!

- Hey! - Whoo-hoo-hoo!

There goes my cheating husband with that skank!

Beverly, wait a minute!

Drink your tea, Abigail. Oh, Abigail, pretty soon, you'll

- be going off to college. - Hey, out of my way, man!

- Speeders! - Get back here, you cheating drunk!

- Beverly! Slow down! - Oh, Abigail, watch out!

Get her!

Mr. Pickles put my shoe in that cow's lady parts!

Not now, grandpa!

Oh, no!

Suzie! I got a job! Will you marry...

- Meet your new mother! - I hate you!

- You're not my real mom! - I'm gonna gut you like a hog, you skank!

- Hey, that skank is my son! - Beverly!

Carry me, or I tell them you rape me!

- Hi, dad! - Tommy?!

I'm getting married to Suzie!

You cheating skank! You were supposed to marry me!

Hey, don't you ever touch my son again!

Stanley, you're out of control!

Did you force your love on this woman?!

He no rape me, but if you don't rape me, I tell them

you rape me!

Everybody slow down!

Now, what did I miss?

Oh, no! Gertie has passed on!

Look, everybody! Betty came to tell us that

her baby's coming!

I think you should have it, Suzie.

Aww, look, they rape each Other!

Look, Betty must be

having twins!

- Get out of there! - It was Mr. Pickles!

Now, who wants real milk with their steak?

I do! Gertie sure is tasty!

I don't ever want to see the inside of a cow again!

Shake-a-baby, does Suzie love me?

Recharge? Oh, maybe the baby needs some milk!

- Tommy, no! - Huh?

Um, how did you, you know, uh...

You were right, dad! Love sure is complicated.

And look at what the estrogen from that soy milk

did to our son. We'll get you to the doctor in

- the morning, Tommy. - Judging by the way

Mr. Pickles delivered Betty's calf, seems we already

have a doctor in the house.

Good boy, Dr. Pickles!

Huh?! There are my spectacles! Huh?!

Noooo!

Mama, mama! Baby want milky!

Baby want milky! Milky, milky!