If the Lobster Men invade next week, then we'll need this here big pot.
If we keep this humongous pot, Tammy Lou will have to park on the street.
With that big Plymouth parked out front, there's no way Cousin Phil will believe we're not home.
If Phil comes in, we'll end up playing that stupid game.
I swear I wouldn't mind if he would use clay pigeons.
Loretta and Dan will take offense, them being pigeon fanciers you know, and one thing will lead to another. Just like last time.
If one thing does lead to another, when Phil hits the garage with the RPG, that's all she wrote for this big-ass pot.
That'll make us sitting ducks when the lobsters attack.
Given that, the best thing to do is get drunk and stay drunk, and for that we need some cash.
Sell the dang pot.