There are dozens of us! Dozens! You burn down the storage unit? Oh, most definitely.

Hey, maybe you could pop a tent outside with your cousin Maeby… it'd be a good chance to rub off on her. We need a name. Maybe 'Operation Hot Mother'. Saw this on the highway and almost blue myself. Hop on? Taste the happy, Michael! Taste it! No, I was ashamed to be SEEN with you. I like being WITH you. What's gotten into you? Have you been eating cheese? We need a name. Maybe 'Operation Hot Mother'. Shémale.

One for the ladies. I'm tired of trying to find happiness through lies and self-medicating. If you need me, I'll be at the bar. Okay, Lindsay, are you forgetting that I was a professional twice over - an analyst and a therapist. The world's first analrapist. ♪♪ It ain't easy being white… ♪♪ Hey, it was one night of wild passion! Michael: And yet you didn't notice her body? Gob: I like to look in the mirror. I didn't mean who… I meant… her? Michael, look, this has got to stop. I mean, flattered? Yes. Interested? Not tonight.

Excuse me while I circumvent you. The old reach-around. We all need to pick a day to try and make trend. Could it be love? I know what an erection feels like, Michael. No, it's the opposite… like my heart is getting hard. I've been in the film business for a while but I just can't seem to get one in the can. I know, I just call her Annabelle cause she's shaped like a… she's the belle of the ball! It was the first taste of alcohol Buster had since he was nursing. I'm gonna build me an airport, put my name on it. Why, Michael? So you can fly away from your feelings?

A lady of the evening. Working girl. She turns illusions for money. Uncle Gob, was Aunt Lindsay ever pregnant? Yeah, sure, dozens of times. The guy runs a prison, he can have any piece of ass he wants. I made a huge tiny mistake. And with deep, deep concentration and, and great focus, he's often able to achieve an erect–

Pound is tic-tac-toe, right? Happy Franklin Friday. Aren't you the sweetest thing, spending time with what's left of your uncle.

Yeah, like anyone would want to R her. Touché, Pandora. There's unlimited juice? This party is gonna be off the hook. You're losing blood, aren't you? Probably, my socks are wet. You're Killing Me, Buster. Whenever she'd change clothes, she'd make me wait on the balcony until zip-up, and yet anything goes at bath time. Wow, this is the best free scrapbooking class I've ever taken! ps This one really cracks me up for some reason.

How do you know Steve Holt? Are you in AA? When a man needs to prove to a woman that he's actually… When a man loves a woman… Even though sooooo many people in this office are begging for it. Well, I hope you also carry a spare bowl of candy beans.

I need a tea to give my dingle less tingle. Heart attack never stopped old big bear. George Michael may be suffering from what we in the soft-sciences call Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, or the "OC Disorder."

I know she's a brownish area! With points! And I love her! He… she… what's the difference? Oh hear, hear. In the dark, it all looks the same. Someone order 140 pounds of upper body strength? She wanted to look 48. I nearly airbrushed her into oblivion. Ended up checking "albino" on the form.