From Yesterday’s episode:
“‘How do I do it?’ I get the kids to do it. They made the mess in the first place. Get up off the floor, honey, and bring me a beer.”
“Thanks, Hon! I thought we were out!”
“No, dear. Don and Betty just arrived and they brought refreshments.”
“Well look who else showed up! It’s Olivia and Harry!”
“What did Harry bring, dear?”
“Uh, a bottle opener… with soda. Did you tell the kids to clean the bathroom?”
“I thought Rick and Bob were coming.”
“They’re out by the community pool, discussing very important issues of the day, and dinosaurs. They should be here soon.”
“Don’t worry about them, Dave! We gotcha covered! What’s that racket?!”
“It’s Brenda from the next trailer over. Let her play it a couple of times, tell her how much you like it, and she’ll stop.”
“Brenda! Is that you? How are you! I need to replace the needle on the phonograph so it doesn’t damage your record. Meanwhile, have a beer!”
“Honey, where are the kids?”
“Cleaning the bathroom, dear, like you asked.”
[Apparently, Ted and Sally found Mommy’s anti-stress medicine and were out for the rest of the evening.]
“Hey everybody! Supper’s almost ready, but I forgot to fillet the fish! Let’s have another round!”
“Harry, you’re such a spaz.”
“Nothing like fish with a good ale I always say.”
“Aw, B.S. Dave. You never say that. Where’s Rick?”
“Right behind you, John! How ’bout a little after-dinner apertif? Where’s Dan? He was supposed to have dessert ready by now.”
“Dan? Oh Da-a-an! Where’d he wander off to this time?…”
[Epilogue: At 7:43 pm, a fist fight erupted over the ruined dessert. 8:25pm the camera crew from COPS arrived. By 9:06pm police had shut down the party, and incarcerated the residents of the entire trailer park, excepting, of course, Ted and Sally who were still navigating multiple dimensions of existence and couldn’t be detected readily.
Everyone lived happily ever after, even though they never spoke to one another again.]
All illustrations above are from the excellent archives of Plan59.
Tacky Raccoons 
