Did you know that more frozen bananas are sold right here on this boardwalk than anywhere in the OC? Buster's in what we like to call a light to no coma. In laymans terms, it might be considered a very heavy nap. Fun and failure both start out the same way.

He's a regular Freddie Wilson, that one. I'm afraid I'm with Michael on this one. The guy runs a prison, he can have any piece of ass he wants. Maybe it was the other George Michael. You know, the singer-songwriter. She keeps saying that God is going to show me a sign. The… something of my ways. Wisdom? That coat costs more than your house! I hear the jury's still out on science. A million ****ing diamonds! I'm not a prostitute. Michael: Then I shall let you live!

We'll have to find something to do so that people can look at you without wanting to kill themselves. And although the intervention didn't work, it turned into one of the Bluth family's better parties. I call it Tricks –- wait for it – Around The Office. Interfere? I ought to pull down your pants and spank your ass raw. Michael: I'm sorry, have we met? Michael, you are not quite the ladies man I had pictured. Hopefully, we will remedy that when we are in the spa spreading body chocolate on each other.

I need a tea to give my dingle less tingle. ♪♪ It's The Final Countdown ♪♪

That's so you can videotape it when they put you in a naked pyramid and point to your Charlie Browns. WHY was this show cancelled? I mean, COME ON. The worst that could happen is that I could spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit. COME ON. It's so watery. And yet there's a smack of ham to it. Well, I spent so much time making sweet love on my wife that it's hard to hear anything over the clatter of her breasts. You're blowing my mind, Frank.

So you take your mom to work every day? Bummer. Moms are such a pain in the ass, huh? It's, like, die already! Yes. Lindsay and I are planning a night of heterosexual intercourse. ♪♪ And the thought of rubbin' you is getting so exciting. Sky rockets in flight! Afternoon delight! ♪♪ Excuse me, do these effectively hide my thunder? I don't appreciate the dry British humor. You stay on top of her, Buddy. Don't be afraid to ride her. Hard. Family Love Michael. I spent so much time making sweet love on my wife that it's hard to hear anything over the clatter of her breasts.

I am going to my spin class. I thought you had vertigo. And don't make the water too hot. The scabs come right off. Chickens don't clap!

I need a fake passport, preferably to France… I like the way they think. Maybe it was the eleven months he spent in the womb. The doctor said there were claw marks on the walls of her uterus. Here he comes. Here comes John Wayne. If that man's straight, then I am sober. So did you see the new Poof? His name's Gary and we don't need anymore lawsuits. Ah, it is a rock, though. Should beat everything. Gob: There's not a lot of logic to it. He's a regular Freddie Wilson, that one.

Hey, look at that – you're mean sober, too. And although the intervention didn't work, it turned into one of the Bluth family's better parties. Buster, what are you doing with mother's rape horn? A lady of the evening. Working girl. She turns illusions for money. Gosh Mom… after all these years, God's not going to take a call from you. Up yours, granny! You couldn't handle it! She calls it a mayonegg. If I wanted something your thumb touched, I'd eat the inside of your ear.

You're Killing Me, Buster. Heyyyy Uncle Father Oscar. She calls it a Mayonegg. I will be a bigger and hairier mole than the one on your inner left thigh! I'd rather be dead in California than alive in Arizona. After all, why should you go to jail for a crime somebody else noticed?