Let the great experiment begin! What, so the guy we are meeting with can't even grow his own hair? COME ON! Bob Loblaw Law Blog. The worst that could happen is that I could spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit. COME ON. There are dozens of us! DOZENS! Absolutely. And we're going to be here every day. I don't care if it takes from now till the end of Shrimpfest.

Douche chill! And with deep, deep concentration and, and great focus, he's often able to achieve an erect– Ah coodle doodle doo, ah coodle doodle doo. You go buy a tape recorder and record yourself for a whole day. I think you'll be surprised at some of your phrasing.

Popcorn shrimp… with club sauce. I will be a bigger and hairier mole than the one on your inner left thigh!

Well excuse me for liking the way they frame my junk! It seems like only yesterday you were bursting forth from your mother's fertile womb. Now, do you wanna steer, or are you too old to sit on your Pop's lap and drive? Who? i just dont want him to point out my cracker ass in front of ann. I should be in this Poof. Here he comes. Here comes John Wayne.

I got Michael out of his marriage, didn't I? Actually, she died. There are dozens of us! Dozens! Turns out he ended up getting too friendly with the teddy bear. Let me take off my assistant's skirt and put on my Barbra-Streisand-in-The-Prince-of-Tides ass-masking therapist pantsuit. Buster, what are you doing with mother's rape horn?

If you're suggesting I play favorites, you're wrong. I love all of my children equally. I don't care for Gob. That's the first time we were in the shower since our honeymoon. And this time, no tears. You want to have some guy reach around you in the middle of the night, start messing with your junk? Waiting for the Emmys. BTW did you know won 6 Emmys and was still canceled early by Fox? COME ON. Mr. Zuckerkorn, you've been warned about touching. You said spanking. I need a tea to give my dingle less tingle.

I see you've wasted no time in filling my seat hole. Go ahead, touch the cornballer. I [bleeped] the business model. Yeah, she had all kinds of orgasms. Stack the chafing dishes outside by the mailbox. I'm on the job. The worst that could happen is that I could spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit. COME ON. Well excuse me, Judge Reinhold. Her lawyers are claiming the seal is worth $250,000. And that's not even including Buster's Swatch.

Don't ask "Can I"… ask "I Can!" You just made a fool out of yourself in front of T-Bone.

Talk you off what, Pop Pop? What a fun, sexy time for you. I'm in Vegas this week and would like to point out the Blue Man Group is *actually* hiring. The support group? If mother sees this, she will blow a cow. Oh, yeah, the guy in the the $4,000 suit is holding the elevator for a guy who doesn't make that in three months. Come on! No, Pop-pop does not get a treat. I just bought you a f**king pizza.

There's a girl in my soup! The only thing more terrifying than the escaped lunatic's hook was his twisted call… Hey campers! I didn't mean who… I meant… her?