I know that guy they're talking about... Uncle Eddie Savits. The Camaro and mullet set at my high school would sell their drawers to him for PBR money.
I bet they go into the next room where Shaundra and Melissa are just wrapping up their super-intense peanut-butter pillow fight and then all four sit down for an extended session of bi-lingual scrabble. That's what I bet happens