Only in my house, there’s a lot more punching and a lot less talking. But that’s because we’re Irish and we don’t talk so much as slur.

Editor’s Note: I’ve gone ahead and included this second video for those of you who would rather not waste eight minutes of your life watching the first one. While it doesn’t contain a flurry of expletives like that one does, it still has something worth watching with your kids anyways. Namely, a man named Evel Dick pouring ice tea over some stripper’s head. Can you say “family fun”? I know I can, but it’s going to take me a while. You know what, why don’t I just make you say “awww, you broke my fuckin’ nose!” instead. It’ll be quicker that way.