A family of retards on a collision course with slapstick wackiness!
Hey! Bad guys coming!
4 pals trying to live among eachother with an Evil Landlord while crazy things happen.
Your plan's not going to work. Let's say you do manage to locate Edmund's fortress. You'd have to then have to overpower the guards, find a way past the lasers, sing "And I Am Telling You I'm Not Going" in the constant karaoke contest that's always taking place in Edmund's foyer. Then, after all that, do you really think he's going to care about your game suggestions? He's got plenty of crazy ideas already and none of yours are going to top the one about a fetus with a Ph.D. anyway.
Buy a Dr. Fetus shirt and go back to pooping your pants or whatever it is old people do all day.