:18:00
lt wasn't this bad
in the '60s.
:18:02
You're right.
:18:03
Someone left a dildo
in my neighbor's wishing well,
:18:07
right on her
front lawn.
:18:09
People are just ignorant
everywhere.
:18:13
Morning, Big Ethel.
:18:15
Uh, what's good about a morning
with dildos in it?
:18:17
Amen to that.
My husband's on Viagra.
:18:22
- Oh, you poor thing!
- Every minute, he wants it.
:18:24
He has no right
to be that hard.
:18:26
l'm Viagra-vated
and l'm not gonna take it anymore.
:18:41
Sylvia!
:18:43
Feeling better,
huh?
:18:51
Mail here
for Ursula Udders.
:18:53
Her name is Caprice
and she's got shingles.
:18:55
Our daughter doesn't really participate
in the mail these days.
:18:59
l'll take the fan mail to her, Warren.
Don't you worry.
:19:02
You should be ashamed of yourself,
Mr. Mailman.
:19:06
Ashamed of what,
Big Ethel?
:19:11
- Damn, l could deliver that one.
- Oh, keep it up.
:19:15
l'm gonna call the Postmaster general--
lf he's not whacking off--
:19:19
and report
your potty mouth.
:19:21
Sex addicts
are everywhere, Sylvia.
:19:24
You wanna
have funch?
:19:26
What's ''funch,''
honey?
:19:28
Fucking
after lunch.
:19:32
Funch, huh?
:19:35
Come on.
This must be my lucky day.
:19:38
- Hmm, spaghetti...
- Yeah, she'll ring it up for you.
:19:41
Where do you two
think you're going?
:19:43
lt's not safe out.
:19:45
People are shaving
their crotches as we speak.
:19:47
There's pubic hair
in the air everywhere.
:19:50
We're having
a decency rally,
:19:52
and l think you two
need to be there.
:19:54
Yeah.