Another round of chemical imbalance.

(Amy and Courtney are singing super loud...)
Mom: Oh! Why??!! Ahh!
Courtney: Mom...tell me...are you thinking self harm?
Mom: I'm thinking self harm and homicide.
Courtney: That's what they kept saying...are you thinking self harm? Do you have homicidal ideations? Self harm? homicidal ideations? I finally said...I really only have them when you ask me that damn question over and over.

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Amy: Courtney! I made a funny.
Courtney: Great.
Amy: I said, Dad eats so slow...he really takes it to the extreme...to the point of no return...until we're all thinking self harm.
Courtney: Yeah Ame. Good one.

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Mom: I need to talk to you about Satellites.
Dad: I'm pretty nervous about Satellites...all that stuff the cable company said.
Mom: Honey they're big fat liars.
Dad: Well...I'm a big fat lawyer...so...