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."