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| - :Cleveland: Guys, Donna and I are making a baby.
:Holt: No you're not.
:Cleveland: What?
:Holt: You got a vasectomy.
:Cleveland: No I didn't!
:Lester: Yeah you did, six months ago. We all got drunk and played Truth or Dare. Holt got a tramp stamp, you got a vasectomy, and Tim tried meth.
:Tim: One time, one time. [all teeth fall onto table] Okay, two.
:Cleveland: A vasectomy?! So that's why my boys hurt for three weeks. I thought a spider had laid eggs in there.
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:Donna: Cleveland, I wanna have another baby.
:Cleveland: [jumps novelty pen] Uh...wha!?
:Donna: I wanna have another baby!
:Cleveland: Donna, we just got rid of a baby. Let's enjoy our twilight years in peace. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to write a letter, longhand, in the bathroom. [shuts door] Peen, pen. Pen, peen.
:Donna: [Lays back against the pillow] Donna wants a baby, Donna's gonna get a baby.
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:Cleveland: The mobile is awesome. I will hang it in my car. We are not having a baby.
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:[Cleveland opens the door to see Junior lying in a Moses basket dressed as a baby]
:Junior: Goo goo, ga ga. I'm a baby. I messed myself.
:Cleveland: Donna, it's not working!
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