The One Where Ross Got High is just hilarious. Monica and Ross's parents, Jack and Judy (I laughed too) have come over, and Chandler wants their approval, they seem to hate him for no apparent reason. Ross remembers a time in "college" when he'd been high and blamed the smell on Chandler when his parents came to investigate. Rachel tries cooking a dessert, but ends up making half an English trifle and half a shepard's pie because the pages stuck together; everyone has to pretend to like it, but Joey actually likes it!
"What’s not to like? Custard? Good. Jam? Good. Meat? Gooooood."
Ross and Joey want to go to Janine's party with all her dancer friends, and Phoebe gets a mild crush on Jack because she dreamed he saved her from a burning building. He ends up dream-cheating on her.
The four stories end up colliding in such a fantastic way.
Ross: Mom, Dad, you remember that-that time you walked in my room and smelled marijuana?
Mr. and Mrs. Geller: Yes. (They look at Chandler angrily.)
Ross: Well I told you it was Chandler who was smoking the pot but it was me. I’m sorry.
Mrs. Geller: It was you?
Monica: And Dad, y’know that mailman that you got fired? He didn’t steal your Playboys! Ross did!
[The Gellers stare at Ross. Ross looks at his parents with an afraid, shocked look.]
Ross: Yeah, well, Hurricane Gloria didn’t break the porch swing, Monica did!
[The Gellers glare at Monica.]
[Joey, Phoebe, and Rachel are sitting at the table, looking at the Geller siblings like they’re weirdos.]
Monica: Ross hasn’t worked at the museum for a year!
[The Gellers glare at Ross.]
Ross: Monica and Chandler are living together!
[The Gellers glare at Monica, shocked]
[Monica and Chandler both are shocked. Ross gives Monica a “take that!” look.]
Monica: Ross married Rachel in Vegas! And got divorced! Again!!!!
[The Gellers glare at Ross.]
Phoebe: (joining in) I love Jacques Cousteau!
Rachel: (reading the recipe magazine, finally figuring out that...) I wasn’t supposed to put beef in the trifle!
Joey: (pounding the table) I wanna gooooooo!
Mrs. Geller: (rubbing her temples) That’s alot of information to get in in thirty seconds. Alright Joey, if wanna leave, just leave. Rachel, no you weren’t supposed to put beef in the trifle. It did not taste good. Phoebe, I’m sorry, but I think Jacques Cousteau is dead. (Phoebe makes a sad face.) Monica, why you felt you had to hide the fact that you were in an important relationship is beyond me.
Mr. Geller: And we kinda figured about the porch swing.
Mrs. Geller: Ross, drugs? Divorced? Again?
Mr. Geller: What happened son?
Ross: I-I uh, I got tricked into all those things!
Awesome. :D
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