[learning Eric is selling his albums for money] You know, it occurs to me, that since I paid the allowance that bought those records in the first place, that money's mine.
Well, it occurs to me that possession is nine-tenths of the law.
Keep up with the smart-mouth, and my foot'll be nine-tenths of the way up your ass! [leaves]
You know, Forman, you should write a book: Things My Father Threatened to Put in My Ass. Chapter One: His Foot. I'd buy that!








