Even though sooooo many people in this office are begging for it. Wine only turns to alcohol if you let it sit.

Never once touched my per diem. I'd go to Craft Service, get some raw veggies, bacon, Cup-A-Soup…baby, I got a stew goin'. Ah, it is a rock, though. Should beat everything. Gob: There's not a lot of logic to it. What's gotten into you? Have you been eating cheese? What's up, fizz-ellas. One of the guys told me to take my head out of my BOTTOM and get back to work…my BOTTOM! I am going to my spin class. I thought you had vertigo. I've always been deeply passionate about nature. Perhaps you remember Neuterfest? I'll never forget your wedding. It's Sunday, but screw it — juice box time.

I'm not a prostitute. Then I shall let you live! The CIA should've just Googled for his hideout, evidently.

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. Her lawyers are claiming the seal is worth $250,000. And that's not even including Buster's Swatch. I know she's a brownish area! With points! And I love her! I guess you can say I'm buy-curious. Let me take off my assistant's skirt and put on my Barbra-Streisand-in-The-Prince-of-Tides ass-masking therapist pantsuit.

Michael, look, this has got to stop. I mean, flattered? Yes. Interested? Not tonight. There are dozens of us! Dozens! And don't make the water too hot. The scabs come right off.

Suddenly he's too much of a big-shot to brush mother's hair. I was once called the worst audience participant Cirque du Soleil ever had.

I'm gonna go get sexy. Tobias Fünke costume. Hey, if I can't find a horny immigrant by then, I don't deserve to stay. You want your belt to buckle, not your chair. 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!

Could it be love? I know what an erection feels like, Michael. No, it's the opposite. It's like my heart is getting hard. See for more good stuff. No one's called him Baby Buster since high school. Suddenly playing with yourself is a scholarly pursuit? What about macaroni – let me finish – salad? I'm gonna build me an airport, put my name on it. Why, Michael? So you can fly away from your feelings? Are you at all concerned about an uprising?

Great, now I'm gonna smell to high heaven like a tuna melt! Boy, I sure feel like a Mary without a Peter and a Paul. Wow. We're just blowing through nap time, aren't we? This show was cancelled. I mean, COME ON. When a.. man.. needs to prove to a woman that he's actually.. [pause].. When a man loves a woman..

Although George Michael had only got to second base, he'd gone in head first, like Pete Rose. You stay on top of her Buddy. Don't be afraid to ride her. Hard. Everybody dance NOW. 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.