What? That's bullshit. We're there like every motherfuckin' week man. If I saw a guy hanging out with his dad so much either he works for the old man--[Like Freddy did once upon a time.]--or he's a shitbag and has no fuckin' friends.

[And Freddy wonders why his dad's not his best buddy.]

Come on, we don't even look alike.

[A flappy hand flaps out onto a thick arm to bring Larry over side by side in front of the mirror. Nope, not alike at all. Which doesn't mean one's better looking than the other or anything.]