Fried cheese… with club sauce. She's not 'that Mexican', Mom. She's my Mexican. And she's Colombian or something. I know she's a brownish area! With points! And I love her! Stop it, stop it. This objectification of women has to stop. Michael: It's just Mom and whores.

I am going to my spin class. I thought you had vertigo. Are all the guys in here… you know? George Sr.: No, not all of them. Barry: Yeah. It's never the ones you hope. That's the first time we were in the shower since our honeymoon. And this time, no tears. Look at us, crying like a couple of girls on the last day of camp. If mother sees this, she will blow a cow. You go buy a tape recorder and record yourself for a whole day. I think you'll be surprised at some of your phrasing. Monday morning. COME ON!

Am I in two thirds of a hospital room? This objectification of women has to stop. It's just Mom and whores. Yeah, like I'm going to spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit? Come on! Mission Accomplished. Suddenly he's too much of a big-shot to brush mother's hair.

Oh, yes, there absolutely will be a margarita made in my mouth. I thought the two of us could talk man-on-man. Tobias is Queen Mary. There are very few intelligent, attractive and straight men in this town. Well, that certainly leaves me out.

There are dozens of us! DOZENS! Don't worry, these young beauties have been nowhere near the bananas.

Bob Loblaw Law Blog. A trick is something a whore does for money… or cocaine. Daddy horny, Michael. Well, OK, have sex with this girl. Right now. Get in there, have some sex with her. A sea of waiters and no one will take a drink order. I've always been deeply passionate about nature. Perhaps you remember Neuterfest? Stop it, stop it. This objectification of women has to stop. It's just Mom and whores. They don't appreciate him. It's his glasses… they make him look like a lizard. Plus he's self-conscious.

So did you see the new Poof? His name's Gary, and we don't need anymore lawsuits. I know, I just call her Annabelle cause she's shaped like a…she's the belle of the ball! There are dozens of us! DOZENS! Hey, it was one night of wild passion! And yet you didn't notice her body? I like to look in the mirror. We have unlimited juice? This party is going to be off the hook. Monday morning. COME ON! I made a huge tiny mistake.

I think that's one of Mom's little fibs, you know, like I'll sacrifice anything for my children. Although George Michael had only got to second base, he'd gone in head first, like Pete Rose. So you take your mom to work every day? Bummer. Moms are such a pain in the ass, huh? It's, like, die already! One of the guys told me to take my head out of my BOTTOM and get back to work…my BOTTOM! She calls it a Mayonegg.

It just seems like there's still light coming in from under the door. After all, why should you go to jail for a crime somebody else noticed? Touché, Pandora. And guess what else is back. [slow wink] My breakfast? My friskiness. Mama horny Michael. However, she mistook the drowsy eye alcohol warning for a winking eye alcohol suggestion. I figured out a way to make money while I'm working! How about a turtle? I've always loved those leathery little snappy faces. What do you think about Sudden Valley? It sounds like a salad dressing, but for some reason I don't want to eat it.

I should be in this Poof. Everything they do is so dramatic and flamboyant. It just makes me want to set myself on fire. - Lucille Bluth. I want to cry so bad, but I don't think I can spare the moisture. You can control your bladder when you're dead!