I'm letting Costa plan most of it.

Oh, that sounds like a really brilliant idea.

No, he's doing a good job. He's getting, like, a bunch of booze and then...

...I think, like, a DJ.

- A DJ. Super chill. THOMAS: Ha.

Guess what Mama Kub and Papa Kub got for...

- Baby Kub? - ...Baby Kub for his birthday.

- What? - The Kub Mobile.

- They gave you the minivan? - For my birthday, yes.

Your parents give the worst gifts ever.

- Where's your present? - You serious?

You haven't gotten me a present in 10 years.

So?

But since I am a better friend than you, I did get you something.

- Oh. - I'll bring it tonight. Hey, I have to go run.

- Happy birthday, loser. - Ow.

- Don't trip. KIRBY: Ow!

THOMAS: Oh, shit! KIRBY: I'm okay! Heh.

COSTA: Thomas, suck my cock. THOMAS: What?

- "Mama Kub and Papa Kub"? Jesus. - Yeah, those are my parents, asshole.