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“Shit!”
“Please, Betty. Our ethical and societal obligation to nurture our son, Robert, to be a virtuous and principled individual – despite being a thankless undertaking, made all the more onerous by his youth – is one I undergo in all seriousness and, dare I say it, a great deal of pride. Profanities, though excusable in trying times, undermine that obligation, making it all the more unattainable – consequently we should endeavour to be ever mindful of their utterance at the dinner table.”
“That’s easy for you to say, Garland, but you’re not the one with a cigarette embedded in your fucking meatloaf!”