5. “Don’t shoot, please! I just killed a man, and I think my water just broke … so, I could really, really use a drink.” Sterling Archer really never stood a chance of not being an alcoholic.
4. “But, if did want a grandchild, I’d just scrape all your previous mishaps into a big pile and knit a onesie for it.” Well. I guess there’s a chance she could be even worse as a grandmother.
3. “So, once again you’re left with the classic Irishman’s dilemma: Do I eat the potato now, or do I let it ferment so I can drink it later?” Classist, xenophobic, bigoted, and … what else…?
2. “The same entitled crap as always: ‘I can’t make ends meet. I’m on food stamps. My child died because I couldn’t afford new bone marrow.’ Just me, me, me, me, me!” …Oh, yes: Incredibly selfish, cruel and cheap.
1. “If I cared what you do on the weekend, I’d stick a shotgun in my mouth and pull the trigger with my toes.” Still, once in a while, she does deign to engage the staff in small talk.
