Oscar: What do you think you're doing?
Joseph: We're here to celebrate Kwanzaa.
Oscar: I thought we did that yesterday.
Bobby: Oh, everybody knows Kwanzaa's seven days.
Oscar: Seven days? I don't do anything for seven days.
Suga Mama: 'Cept go without bathing.
Bobby: I love me some fruitcake! But this smells likes somebody's bootcake, owwww!"
Oscar: Thanks to your stories about how turkeys are enslaved before they're pumped full of steriods, nobody could eat.
Suga Mama: Except for Bobby.
Bobby: I ate it all, y'all, it was good, y'all, I need an anti-acid y'all!