Someone Marry Barry

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he loved you, Mrs. Griggs,

he loved you,

and I don't think there is

a single solitary soul

in this building

who doesn't know that.

Now, I could go on, and on,

and on about this...

...fella, but I won't.

We're gonna raise a glass

for you tonight, Mr. Griggs,

'cause we all know how much

you like to get your drink on.

Boom.

Hope they serve up there

in heaven.

All right, peace, Space Cowboy.

Why do you push me?

Thank you, Mr. Burke.

That was...

Um, if we could all just move

to the reception area,

um, very quickly,

just because I- we-

Come on.

What were you thinking Barry?

I thought everybody knew,

obviously.

No one knew,

least of all my mom.

It sounded do good in my head,

Rafe.

It sounded so regal.

- Regal?

Everyone probably suspected it.

What does that mean?

- Uh, Barry-

Wha- it means that

everyone knows you're too busy

chasing around random skanks

to spend any time with your son.

That is so not true.

Dad?

Hey, buddy. You okay?

Are you sad 'cause-

'cause Grandpa died?

I know, buddy.

It's, um, it's sad.

It's really just sad,

but, uh...

...do you know what?

Just think of the good times

and stuff.

Hey, hey.

Hey, buddy.

Hi, Uncle Barry.

Not doin' to good, huh?

No, me neither.

Do you remember

how you and your grandpa

used to get ice cream

every Sunday?

Yeah. Uh-huh.

- Yeah?

Do you want to honor him?

- Yeah!

Well hot dog!

Let's honor the man!

What are we doin' sitting here?

Meet me over at the dessert

tray in two minutes.

We'll see who can scarf back

three chocolate chip cookies

faster.

My money's on me, Short Stack.

All right?

Oh, and then- and then-

and then we're gonna put some

crumbs in Uncle Dan's jacket

because Uncle Dan

is a you know what.

Scrotum.

- Total scrote-bag.

Now go ahead and swing outta

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