Waitress: Two vegan raw apple pies.
Ricky: Thanks.
Waitress: Enjoy.
Kenny: Ugh. Whoever called this apple pie is a liar. It's like someone sneezed in my mouth. Um, so, your parents -- they're -- they're cool with you being gay and vegan and getting petitions signed in parking lots?
Ricky: Yeah, my parents live in a tree. Yours?
Kenny: House. And my mom -- she's not really cool with anything. She doesn't know I'm on this date. This is actually my first date with a guy. Am I going overboard? I wouldn't know 'cause it's my first time going overboard on a date with a guy.
Ricky: I think if you tell the waitress, she'll give you a free artichoke.
Kenny: Oh, my god. My first gay date was everything I imagined it would be...and more.
Important to note here, that Kenny is 16 years old in this show, in keeping with the trend on shows like The Fosters, and others, where they portray extremely young people as extremely gay. I can only assume to reinforce the “they were born that way” agenda that the LGBT crowd tries to impose.
The Real O’Neals is also guilty of something else: it’s just not funny. The show’s hodgepodge of cultural rot and depravity under the guise of a normal, blue-collarish Irish family just doesn’t come off well. It’s an agenda disguised as a sitcom. Which, sadly, makes it fit right in with about 90% of the ABC line-up.