Perhaps an attic shall I seek. You stay on top of her, Buddy. Don't be afraid to ride her. Hard. One of the guys told me to take my head out of my BOTTOM and get back to work…my BOTTOM! Buster's in what we like to call a light to no coma. In layman's terms, it might be considered a very heavy nap.

It's so watery. And yet there's a smack of ham to it. Did you enjoy your lunch, mom? You drank it fast enough. [Stabbing Gob] White power! Gob: I'm white! Michael, you are not quite the ladies man I had pictured. Hopefully, we will remedy that when we are in the spa spreading body chocolate on each other. I want to cry so bad, but I don't think I can spare the moisture. So, what do you say? We got a basket full of father-son fun here. What's Kama Sutra oil? Maybe it's not for us. That's how Tony Wonder lost a nut.

There's been a lot of lying in this family. And a lot of love! More lies. Stop it, stop it. This objectification of women has to stop. It's just Mom and whores. Oh, I don't have any drugs for sale, unless… did you want me to follow you to your car? Even though so many people in this office are begging for it. Let me take off my assistant's skirt and put on my Barbra-Streisand-in-The-Prince-of-Tides ass-masking therapist pantsuit. Heyyyyyy, Uncle Father Oscar.

Although George Michael had only got to second base, he'd gone in head first, like Pete Rose. This is the best free scrapbooking class I've ever taken! Look at us, crying like a bunch of girls on the last day of camp. If you're suggesting I play favorites, you're wrong. I love all of my children equally. I don't care for Gob. Say goodbye to THESE! What's gotten into you? Have you been eating cheese? You're losing blood, aren't you? Gob: Probably, my socks are wet.

There's a new daddy in town. A discipline daddy. That's how Tony Wonder lost a nut. I should be in this Poof. Oh, hi, Mom. I have the afternoon free. Really? Did "nothing" cancel? Yeah, like I'm going to take a whiz through this $5,000 suit. COME ON. Te quiero. English, please. I love you! Great, now I'm late.

Speaking of settling, How's Ann? Taste the happy, Michael. Taste it. It tastes kind of like sad. For the same reason you should believe a hundred dollar bill is no more than a hundred pennies!

Those are balls. Ah, it is a rock, though. Should beat everything. Gob: There's not a lot of logic to it. Are you at all concerned about an uprising? Please refrain from discussing or engaging in any sort of interoffice [bleep] or [bleep] or finger[bleep] or [bleep]sting or [bleep] or even [bleep]. I'm going to buy you the single healthiest call girl this town has ever seen. Michael was concerned that he was caught in a lie about his family. The family was concerned that they were being confronted by a woman they had clubbed, drugged, and left on a bench. Everything they do is so dramatic and flamboyant. It just makes me want to set myself on fire. Get rid of the Seaward. Lucille: I'll leave when I'm good and ready.

Don't ask "Can I"… ask "I Can!" We have unlimited juice? This party is going to be off the hook.

Caw ca caw, caw ca caw, caw ca caw, caw ca caw. Hey, maybe you could pop a tent outside with your cousin Maeby… it'd be a good chance to rub off on her. Stop licking my hand, you horse's ass. Well, obviously, I'm not a big guy. I'm not a Carl Weathers, par example. He… she… what's the difference? Oh hear, hear. In the dark, it all looks the same. Early.

The only thing I found in the fridge was a dead dove in a bag. Fried cheese… with club sauce.