“What do you all not understand? He's our boss.”

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Beep, beep, ribby, ribby!

Actually, Frank wrote a draft of "Beep, beep, ribby, ribby."

You have to say something to Jack soon, or your writers are gonna revolt.

What do you all not understand? He's our boss.

Me trying to tell Jack what to do would be like you trying to boss around...

Which one of your kids are you afraid of?

Kyle. Kyle.

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