“Becky O’Shea: [quietly doing a cheer] Give me a J. Give me a U. Give me a… Danny O’Shea: Is that lipstick? Becky O’Shea: No. It’s a cherry Tootsie Pop.”Tagged: Tootsie Pop
“Danny O’Shea: I don’t know, but I’ve been told. Little Giants: Butz’s butt is green with mold. Danny O’Shea: You say thank you I say please. Little Giants: Kevin sits down when he pees.”Tagged: butt, mold, Pee, Rhyme
“Danny O’Shea: Hey, I got an idea. How about we go put some mud tires on the go cart? Becky O’Shea: Nah. I don’t want to. Danny O’Shea: Alright, forget the tires. How about we go camping in the woods! Make moose sounds? Becky O’Shea: Nah. Danny O’Shea: All right, forget the moose sounds.”Tagged: Tires, Woods, Moose Sounds, Come-ons, Flirting
“Danny O’Shea: [Kevin and Danny are racing to claim the new player] This whole town may love you, but I’m the only one who knows how truly sick you are! Kevin O’Shea: I treated you like a prince! Danny O’Shea: You ignored me! Kevin O’Shea: I took you to see the Cleveland Indians! Danny O’Shea: You…”Tagged: Sick, Cleveland Indians, Ignored, Abandoned
“Danny O’Shea: [Recruiting Timmy] Do you play football? Timmy Moore: No. Danny O’Shea: Do you like football? Timmy Moore: No. Danny O’Shea: Do you want to play football? Timmy Moore: No. Danny O’Shea: Great, you can be on our team.”Tagged: Football, Aloof
“Danny O’Shea: [disguising his voice as a little old lady] State police? Oh, thank God! My name is Thelma Mae Rogers, I’m 86 years old, I live in Urbania. There are two men down the bridge from the Shell station spying on some kids! [passes the phone to Timmy, who starts to ‘cry’] I just don’t think…”Tagged: State Police, Shell Station, Underwear, high five
“[Danny is introducing the Little Giants to their parents] Danny O’Shea: Rudy Zoleteck, your friendly neighborhood gas man! Mr. Zolteck: Gas man? I don’t get it. Mrs. Zolteck: Think about it.”Tagged: friendly, Neighborhood, gas man
“[receiving their uniforms] Tad: Death shrouds. [flips one around] Danny O’Shea: They’ve got your names on the back. Jake Berman: So the guys at the morgue can identify the bodies. Mike Hammersmith: What’s that cheerleader doing with a helmet on? Kevin O’Shea: That’s no cheerleader, that’s my niece…”Tagged: Morgue, helmet, Cheerleader, Pissed