Meet the Fockers - and their little dog too.

So, in-laws. We. Must. All. Deal. (Respectively -if you want to stay married.)

What happens when they bring their 'mentally challanged' yorkie, that is in chronic state of panic? Definately, in no particular order; yelling, barking, urine, and diarrhea.

His name is Thomas, but he gets called anything booger to Tarzan. I personally call him 'rat bastard'.

I just want to say FUCK. I just want to say that I have rat poison under the cupboard. I just want to say, leave him the fuck home. But, what I really end up saying is 'come to mama'!  What I'm thinking is I'll get you my pretty.

Tarzan