Donna: "When mommy and daddy put a sock on their doorknob, we do not bother them, no matter how bad the dream was, or how thirsty we are."

Cleveland: "Or how much we hear what sounds like a mugging in progress."

Donna: "Or what sounds like wet chicken breasts slappin' against each other."

Cleveland: "Hmm. Or a boot being pulled out of the mud."

Donna: "Ooh, or like someone mixing macaroni and cheese..."

Rallo: "So let me get this right, you make a baby with mud, chicken, and mac & cheese?"

Jr.: "That's what Paula Deen is made of."

Rallo: "Hah, got her."