It looks like you've been looking for dragons… in the future. Saw this on the highway and almost blue myself. Hop on? The only thing more terrifying than the escaped lunatic's hook was his twisted call… Heyyyyy campers! Mr. Zuckerkorn, you've been warned about touching. You said spanking. Michael, look, this has got to stop. I mean, flattered? Yes. Interested? Not tonight.

This was a big get for God. Oh, COME ON! What's up, fizz-ellas. If mother sees this, she will blow a cow.

I mean, it's one banana, Michael. What could it cost, ten dollars? I'm sure, wherever your father is, she loves you very much.

Buster, what are you doing with mother's rape horn? 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. The worst that could happen is that I could spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit. COME ON. You're blowing my mind, Frank. Also, your knee is on my heart.

Speaking of settling, how's Ann? ♪♪ It ain't easy being white… ♪♪ I'm an ideas man, Michael. I think I proved that with "Fuck Mountain." So did you see the new Poof? His name's Gary and we don't need anymore lawsuits. Steve Holt? The moron jock?

He… she… what's the difference? Oh hear, hear. In the dark, it all looks the same. No, I was ashamed to be SEEN with you. I like being with you. I know, I just call her Annabelle cause she's shaped like a…she's the belle of the ball!

And don't make the water too hot. The scabs come right off. Coo coo ca chaw. Coo coo ca chaw. ♪♪ It ain't easy being white. It ain't easy being brown. ♪♪ NO TOUCHING! I could use a leather jacket for when I'm on my hog and have to go into a controlled slide. Happy. It seems like only yesterday you were bursting forth from your mother's fertile womb. I don't want no part of yo tight-ass country club, ya freak bitch! I've always been deeply passionate about nature. Perhaps you remember Neuterfest? I'll never forget your wedding.

Waiting for the Emmys. BTW did you know won 6 Emmys and was still canceled early by Fox? COME ON. Hey, it was one night of wild passion! And yet you didn't notice her body? I like to look in the mirror.

Oh Gob, you could charm the black off a telegram boy. The guy runs a prison, he can have any piece of ass he wants. Fried cheese… with club sauce. Well excuse me, Judge Reinhold! You stay on top of her, Buddy. Don't be afraid to ride her. Hard. You just grab that brownish area by its points and you don't let go no matter what your mother tells you!

I just dont want him to point out my cracker ass in front of Ann. I don't want no part of yo' tight-ass country club, ya freak bitch! Look what the homosexuals have done to me! You can't just comb that out and reset it? It walked on my pillow! [sniffs hand] Oh, God. I'm going to run this through again on "pots and pans." You're Killing Me, Buster.