Come on, Angel.

Dad, what do you say I run down to the basement and get our Uzi?

May I have everyone's attention, please?

Could I just have a minute?

Can you gypsies shut the hell up for two seconds?

Before we all form an orderly line here at the buffet table, it's tradition that we allow Anne Shirley, the matriarch of our family, to go through first.

I need a volunteer to help Aunt Shirley pile food on her plate.

Pick someone then.

What is the matter with you people?

Where's your humanity?

She's a saint.

Chris, go get your Aunt Shirley.

Dad, why do I have to do it?

I just washed my hands.

Move it.

I'll make you drive her home later.

Hi, Aunt Shirley.

Here's some potato salad and some tuna balls.

There you go.

and uh oh here's some disgusting looking meat or something oh look here's some pickled eggs hmm would you like one of those don't those look good they're as pink as a bunny's nose would you like little bunnies aunt shirley look give me my food and shut your trap hey put her way back there so we don't have to deal with her