Did you know that more frozen bananas are sold right here on this boardwalk than anywhere on the OC? Wow. We're just blowing through nap time, aren't we. ♪♪ It ain't easy being white. It ain't easy being brown. ♪♪ Monday morning. COME ON! Chickens don't clap! Oh, yes, there absolutely will be a margarita made in my mouth. Mission Accomplished.

Tobias is Queen Mary. He's going to be all right. What do you expect, Mother? I'm half machine! I'm a monster!! It walked on my pillow! Heart attack never stopped old big bear.

Sure, let the little fruit do it. HUZZAH! Perhaps an attic shall I seek. 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. If you're suggesting I play favorites, you're wrong. I love all of my children equally. [earlier] I don't care for Gob. Wow. We're just blowing through nap time, aren't we. Butterscotch! Want a lick? Aren't you the sweetest thing, spending time with what's left of your uncle. She calls it a Mayonegg.

Nellie is blowing them all AWAY. But I did finally get into Dad's pants. Although I had to have the crotch taken in a little bit.

You can always tell a Milford man. No. I was ashamed to be _seen_ with you. I like being with you. 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'. And the soup of the day is bread. Monday morning. COME ON!

Stop it, stop it. This objectification of women has to stop. Michael: It's just Mom and whores. Heyyyyyy, Uncle Father Oscar. Mom… after all these years, God's not going to take a call from you. Speaking of settling, how's Ann? If you're suggesting I play favorites, you're wrong. I love all of my children equally. I don't care for Gob. Wow. We're just blowing through nap time, aren't we. We need a name. Maybe 'Operation Hot Mother'.

And that is why Jesus was often referred to as the King of Kings. Queens. The King of Queens. A trick is something a whore does for money…or candy. … or cocaine. I think that's one of Mom's little fibs, you know, like I'll sacrifice anything for my children. I'm not interested in you that way. Tobias: What way? Michael: Pick one. Hey, look at that – you're mean sober, too. She's a girl, I need to teach her how to be a woman. Within her lies a queen. Let me out that queen.

Are you aware of this? Coming soon. Indeed. You might wanna lean away from that fire since you're soaked in alcohol.

Why are you squeezing me with your body? It's a hug, Michael. I'm hugging you. I'm gonna build me an airport, put my name on it. Why, Michael? So you can fly away from your feelings? What's gotten into you? Have you been eating cheese? Boy, I sure feel like a Mary without a Peter and a Paul. Whenever she'd change clothes, she'd make me wait on the balcony until zip-up, and yet anything goes at bath time. I know, I just call her Annabelle cause she's shaped like a…she's the belle of the ball! I'll buy you a hundred George Michaels that you can teach to drive! If this tableau I recreate, perhaps I can re-snare my mate.

I figured out a way to make money while I'm working! I just haven't had sex in a month. You know, you've been here two months. It's hard to gauge time.