The Man Inside Me seems well reviewed. Got a big ass room at the travelodge. What a fun, sexy time for you. Yes, she happens to be more experienced than a normal girl, but sometimes love should be… terrifying. I'm going to buy you the single healthiest call girl this town has ever seen. I know, I just call her Annabelle cause she's shaped like a… she's the belle of the ball!
I deceived you, mom. Tricked makes it sound like we have a playful relationship. I know what an erection feels like, Michael. You are a worse psychiatrist than you are a son-in-law and you will never get work as an actor because you have no talent. Suddenly he's too much of a big-shot to brush mother's hair.
Those are balls. You burn down the storage unit? Oh, most definitely. I see you've wasted no time in filling my seat hole.
You're losing blood, aren't you? Gob: Probably, my socks are wet. You are a worse psychiatrist than you are a son-in-law and you will never get work as an actor because you have no talent.
Oh Gob, you could charm the black off a telegram boy. Mister gay is bleeding! Mister gay! Well excuse me, Judge Reinhold. Touché, Pandora. Turns out he ended up getting too friendly with the teddy bear. I cheated and I lied and I whored around. Today I learned this is a real place, tho more lush than the OC.
Operation Hot Mother. I cheated and I lied and I whored around. This objectification of women has to stop. It's just Mom and whores. Hey, maybe you could pop a tent outside with your cousin Maeby… it'd be a good chance to rub off on her. Are you aware of this? Coming soon. Indeed. I prematurely shot my wad on what was supposed to be a dry run, so now I'm afraid I have something of a mess on my hands. Whenever she'd change clothes, she'd make me wait on the balcony until zip-up, and yet anything goes at bath time. I call it Tricks –- wait for it – Around The Office.
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. I've always been deeply passionate about nature. Perhaps you remember Neuterfest? What is she doing at a beauty pageant? Is she running the lights or something?
And I wouldn't just lie there, if that's what you're thinking. That's not what I WAS thinking. But I didn't take wasn't optimistic it could be done for an answer. Mr. Zuckerkorn, you've been warned about touching. You said spanking. Buster, what are you doing with mother's rape horn? Well excuse me for liking the way they frame my junk! Daddy horny, Michael. Aren't you the sweetest thing, spending time with what's left of your uncle.
But I'm the oldest. The matriarch if you will. She keeps saying that God is going to show me a sign. The… something of my ways. Taste the happy, Michael. Taste it. It tastes kind of like sad.
A night of heterosexual intercourse. Heyyyyyy Uncle Father Oscar.