Meanwhile at the Marsh house...
"Kyle's been acting really weird lately..." Stan said as he was washing up for dinner.
"Hurry up in there, you turd!" Shelly called from the other side.
"Ah, blow it out your ass, Shelly!" Stan called back.
"WHAT?!" Shelly growled and pounded on the door.
"Hard of hearing?!" Stan growled back.
"YOU LITTLE TURD!" Shelly screamed.
"Stan, Shelly, dinner's ready!" Sharon called out.
"Okay, Mom!" Stan replied.
Shelly growled as she waited out the bathroom door. Stan then left the bathroom to come downstairs.
"About time!" Shelly scoffed and went to take her turn in the bathroom.
Stan went downstairs in the family room where his parents and his grandpa were sitting in their chairs.
"Billy, would you like to have five bucks?" Grandpa Marsh asked.
"I'm not gonna kill you, Grandpa." Stan replied.
"Aw, come on, I'll pay ya!" Grandpa Marsh begged.
"No, Grandpa." Stan replied.
"Come on, Billy, I'm giving you five whole dollars." Grandpa Marsh pleaded.
"No, Grandpa, I'm not gonna kill you." Stan replied.
"Respect your elders, Stanley." Sharon said.
"Okay, Mom." Stan rolled his eyes.
"So Stan, how was your day?" Randy asked.
"Okay, I guess," Stan shrugged. "Kyle kept looking at me weird."
"How weird?" Randy asked. "He must be an alien!"
"Randy, please!" Sharon warned her husband.
"He just keeps looking at me weird." Randy shrugged.
"He probably knows how much you suck." Shelly mocked.
"At least I have friends." Stan retorted.
"Shut up!" Shelly glared.
"You shut up!" Stan glared back.
"Enough!" Sharon scolded. "Both of you apologize to each other!"
"Sorry." Shelly and Stan uttered out.
"That's better." Sharon replied.
"Kids, huh, Dad?" Randy chuckled.
"Somebody put a bullet in my head." Grandpa Marsh said.
"That's our silly grandpa." Randy laughed.
Stan sighed.
