Welcome to T-B-T-O, where Luke Jen and Sean, freed from the bounds of the FCC, can say whatever the f**k they want.

What? What the f**k?

Why can't I swear?

F**k it.

Hey, Tracy, this is Suzanne Hocker, the NBC therapist.

Who's crazy at Mia and Kirby?

Hello, Tracy. Jack and for me, the talk you had earlier, and if you don't mind,

I'd like to hop right in and start with some role play.

Like my wife and I do?

Cool, you be the maid.

I want you to scream, die of heat, you play the medidor.

Uh, no, Tracy.

What I want you to do is talk to that empty chair, as if your father were sitting there.

Okay?

Now this is stupid.

Come on, Tracy, we're here to help you.

Uh, Tracy, maybe we'll help if Jack sits in the chair and pretends to be your father.

I want to talk to you, son.

You say I'm nothing like my dad.

Well, where is he from?

All I know is he's from Funky North Philly.

He worked in a camp with soup factory, and he had a droopy lift due to an unintended root canal.

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