Heyyyy Uncle Father Oscar. If I wanted something your thumb touched, I'd eat the inside of your ear. I'm a complete failure. I can't even fake the death of a stripper.

He also said some things African American-y wasn't ready to hear. You want to have some guy reach around you in the middle of the night, start messing with your junk? I'm a complete failure. I can't even fake the death of a stripper. Oh, yes, there absolutely will be a margarita made in my mouth. I could use a leather jacket for when I'm on my hog and have to go into a controlled slide. Happy.

Hola, is Rosa still alive? No? Well this is not my day. Are you aware of this? Coming soon. Indeed.

You need to do more with Rita. Believe me, I'd like to. The Man Inside Me seems well reviewed. No, Pop-pop does not get a treat. I just bought you a f**king pizza. A flower in my garden, a mystery in my panties. Did you know that more frozen bananas are sold right here on this boardwalk than anywhere in the OC? I'm sure, wherever your father is, she loves you very much. Look what the homosexuals have done to me! You can't just comb that out and reset it? Well, OK, have sex with this girl. Right now. Get in there, have some sex with her.

I don't want no part of yo tight-ass country-club, ya freak bitch! We need a name. Maybe 'Operation Hot Mother'. Dead Dove DO NOT EAT. Way to plant, Ann!

No, no, it's pronounced a-nal-ra-pist. Everything they do is so dramatic and flamboyant. It just makes me want to set myself on fire. - Lucille Bluth. I'm gonna build me an airport, put my name on it. Why, Michael? So you can fly away from your feelings?

He… she… what's the difference? Oh hear, hear. In the dark, it all looks the same. No borders, no limits… go ahead, touch the Cornballer… you know best? I want to cry so bad, but I don't think I can spare the moisture. Don't worry, these young beauties have been nowhere near the bananas.

I know, I just call her Annabelle cause she's shaped like a…she's the belle of the ball! Wine only turns to alcohol if you let it sit. Excuse me, do these effectively hide my thunder? I [bleeped] the business model. Yeah, she had all kinds of orgasms.

Tobias is Queen Mary. I'm gonna build me an airport, put my name on it. Why, Michael? So you can fly away from your feelings? Yeah, that's a cultural problem is what it is. You know, your average American male is in a perpetual state of adolescence, you know, arrested development. (Hey. That's the name of the show!) Bob Loblaw Lobs Law Bomb.

How am I supposed to find someone willing to go into that musty old claptrap? Taste the happy, Michael. Taste it. It tastes kind of like sad. I know, I just call her Annabelle cause she's shaped like a…she's the belle of the ball! She calls it a Mayonegg.