Well excuse me for liking the way they frame my junk! Go ahead, touch the Cornballer.

Saw this on the highway and almost blue myself. Hop on? Are you aware of this? Coming soon. Indeed. A trick is something a whore does for money… or cocaine. I should be in this Poof.

Steve Holt? The moron jock? My brother wasn't optimistic it could be done, but I didn't take "wasn't optimistic it could be done" for an answer. If you didn't have adult onset diabetes, I wouldn't mind giving you a little sugar. Mr. Zuckerkorn, you've been warned about touching. You said spanking. But I did finally get into Dad's pants. Although I had to have the crotch taken in a little bit. You might wanna lean away from that fire since you're soaked in alcohol.

I'll be in the hospital bar. You know there isn't a hospital bar, Mother. Well, this is why people hate hospitals. Everything they do is so dramatic and flamboyant. It just makes me want to set myself on fire. - Lucille Bluth.

It's so watery. And yet there's a smack of ham to it. Steve Holt? The moron jock?

No! These are just strippers! Look how hot they are! Chickens don't clap!

She tried pesto for the first time. Imagine that, 92 years old and she never tried pesto. Well, I spent so much time making sweet love on my wife that it's hard to hear anything over the clatter of her breasts. Oh by the way, Doctor said no kissing her on the face for one week. I was like make it two weeks, see if I care! Daddy horny, Michael.

♪♪ It ain't easy being white. It ain't easy being brown. ♪♪ Did Ted make an appointment? No. Well, then Ted can GET THE HELL OUT OF THIS OFFICE! YOU GET THE HELL OUT!

If this tableau I recreate, perhaps I can re-snare my mate. Fried cheese… with club sauce. Stop it, stop it. This objectification of women has to stop. It's just Mom and whores. [Stabbing Gob] White power! Gob: I'm white!

Way to plant, Ann! 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. The only thing I found in the fridge was a dead dove in a bag. Gob: You didn't eat that, did you?