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Out of my way!

Swell, when's your mom leaving for Australia? In about an hour and a half. I can't wait. I'm getting rid of her for two whole months.

I changed the name, and I'm adding some glamorous fashion stuff.

I don't understand. Your mom can afford to go to Australia.

Okay. Fine.

But can't afford to send you to Europe with some friends for graduation? Aren't you pissed you can't go? Her boyfriend's paying for it. He wants her to see his sheep ranch.

Then why did you burst through my door so determined, so eager?

Besides, she needs the growing experience more than I do. She's leaving you guys all alone? What about the kids, hmm? Kenny will watch Zach, Melissa will watch Walter, and I'll have Mom's car. I can go to the beach, stay out as late as I want.

"K.C. Catering." "Bodacious Sculptures In Ice.".

I can do anything. I'm a free woman. Melissa, lunch, honey. Come on. Right. Melissa, right now. Elvis needs fresh water. I'll do it in a minute. Zach, put it back. Right now. Ifyou need money, ask me first. Can I have ten dollars? Forget it. Fry, you suckers.

Earth to Melissa. How come you gotta go? Because I've had a very rough 37 years and I need a break. You swore you'd sign me up for baseball. Little League will be there next year. So will Australia. I wish Dad were around. No, you don't. Kenny, give me a break. You haven't taken out the trash in weeks, the lawn needs mowing. And your room looks like a disaster area!

See you, Swell. Bye-bye. Stay away from her. She's in one of her Terminator moods.

Hey, Nicole. Swell, have my baby. In your dreams, babe. Why did you leave your dishes in the sink for me? God, you take these things so personally.

The dishwasher's full. So empty it. That's Kenny's job. Kenny, get back here! I'll do it later, Mom! I promise! Is your mom leavin' for like months? Shit, you're right. Bye, Mom! Have a blast! Right. Rock and roll! No prizes. Hey, Swell. As usual, your brother's proven he's not the least bit involved with this family. Relax, Mom. I'll keep him in line.

Did you see his report card? He got all D's. Did you yell at him? No. I couldn't. It's an improvement. Mom, takin' off on us like that, huh?