I didn't mean who… I meant… her? I don't appreciate the dry British humor. And guess what else is back. [slow wink] My breakfast? My friskiness. Mama horny Michael. Friday night. I didn't mean who… I meant… her? Sister's my new mother, Mother. And is it just me or is she looking hotter? I'M A MONSTER!! Hair up, glasses off.

I'm gonna build me an airport, put my name on it. Why, Michael? So you can fly away from your feelings? They're not gonna strip, right? I told them not to, but I can't guarantee their instincts won't kick in. It's Sunday, but screw it — juice box time. First I blow him, then I poke him. Oh…yeah…the guy in the $4,000 suit is holding the elevator for a guy who doesn't make that in three months. Come on!

I don't appreciate the dry British humor. Everything they do is so dramatic and flamboyant. It just makes me want to set myself on fire. - Lucille Bluth. Annyong. Of course. The "Bob Loblaw Law Blog." Wow. You, sir, are a mouthful! Let me out that Queen. I've used one adjective to describe myself. What is it?

I'm tired of trying to find happiness through lies and self-medicating. If you need me, I'll be at the bar. If I look like a man who made love to his wife last night – it's because I almost did. I figured out a way to make money while I'm working! Those are balls. I've always been deeply passionate about nature. Perhaps you remember Neuterfest? M: I'll never forget your wedding.

No, I was ashamed to be SEEN with you. I like being WITH you. No, no, it's pronounced a-nal-ra-pist. It wasn't really the pronunciation that bothered me. In fact, it was a box of Oscar's legally obtained medical marijuana. Primo bud. Real sticky weed. WHY was this show cancelled? I mean, COME ON. We need a name. Maybe 'Operation Hot Mother'.

What's up, fizz-ellas. I am going to my spin class. I thought you had vertigo. 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'. Oh, I can just taste those meaty leading man parts in my mouth. You're losing blood, aren't you? Gob: Probably, my socks are wet. A million ****ing diamonds! I will pack your sweet pink mouth with so much ice cream you'll be the envy of every Jerry and Jane on the block! 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 made a huge tiny mistake. Aren't you the sweetest thing, spending time with what's left of your uncle. Suddenly playing with yourself is a scholarly pursuit? Oh please. They didn't sneak into this country to be your friends. I am getting rid of this thing. It has caused me nothing but pride and self-respect.

How do you know Steve Holt? Are you in AA? They're not gonna strip, right? I told them not to, but I can't guarantee their instincts won't kick in. WHY was this show cancelled? I mean, COME ON. Speaking of settling, How's Ann?

Ah coodle doodle doo, ah coodle doodle doo. You stay on top of her Buddy. Don't be afraid to ride her. Hard. I will be a bigger and hairier mole than the one on your inner left thigh! Tobias is Queen Mary.

You want your belt to buckle, not your chair. She's trying to prove that she's closer to my children than I am, but the joke's on her, because she doesn't know how little I care for GOB. I'd rather be dead in California than alive in Arizona.