Bob Loblaw Law Blog. I didn't mean who… I meant… her? Talk you off what, Pop Pop? Talk you off what, Pop Pop?

I run a pretty tight ship around here. With a pool table. You are a worse psychiatrist than you are a son-in-law and you will never get work as an actor because you have no talent. Hola, is Rosa still alive? No? Well this is not my day. The only person that gets Lucille this excited is Gene. But anyhoo, can you believe that the only reason the club is going under is because it's in a terrifying neighborhood? Are all the guys in here… you know? George Sr: No not all of them. Barry: Yeah. It's never the ones you hope.

God knows they're squinters. And I wouldn't just lie there, if that's what you're thinking. That's not what I WAS thinking. We have unlimited juice? This party is going to be off the hook. I'd rather be dead in California than alive in Arizona. I'm sure, wherever your father is, she loves you very much. What, so the guy we are meeting with can't even grow his own hair? COME ON!

I'm a scholar. I enjoy scholarly pursuits. Suddenly playing with yourself is a scholarly pursuit? 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. It's a jetpack, Michael. What could possibly go wrong? Buster, what are you doing with mother's rape horn? A group of British builders operating outside the O.C. I deceived you, mom. Tricked makes it sound like we have a playful relationship. This is not what it looks like. It looks like you're tweaking her nipples through a chain-link fence.

[sniffs hand] Oh, God. I'm going to run this through again on "pots and pans." Yes. Lindsay and I are planning a night of heterosexual intercourse. I need a fake passport, preferably to France… I like the way they think.

Mom… after all these years, God's not going to take a call from you. Perhaps an attic shall I seek. Do you guys know where I could get one of those gold necklaces with the T on it? That's a cross. Across from where?

Gosh Mom… after all these years, God's not going to take a call from you. I was once called the worst audience participant Cirque du Soleil ever had.

Am I in two thirds of a hospital room? You boys know how to shovel coal? I'M A MONSTER!! Hola, is Rosa still alive? No? Well this is not my day. I should be in this Poof. I know what an erection feels like, Michael. No, it's the opposite. It's like my heart is getting hard. A million ****ing diamonds! God knows they're squinters.

Happy Franklin Friday. Please refrain from Mayoneggs during this salmonella scare.

Got a big ass room at the travelodge. What a fun, sexy time for you. He… she… what's the difference? Oh hear, hear. In the dark, it all looks the same. Early. Friday night. You're losing blood, aren't you? Gob: Probably, my socks are wet. I've made a huge tiny mistake.