Pound is tic-tac-toe right? Monday morning. COME ON! What's up, fizz-ellas. I am getting rid of this thing. It has caused me nothing but pride and self-respect. She's always got to wedge herself in the middle of us so that she can control everything. Yeah. Mom's awesome. What's gotten into you? Have you been eating cheese? I could use a leather jacket for when I'm on my hog and have to go into a controlled slide.

In the mid '90s, Tobias formed a folk music band with Lindsay and Maebe which he called Dr. Funke's 100 Percent Natural Good Time Family Band Solution. The group was underwritten by the Natural Food Life Company, a division of Chem-Grow, an Allen Crayne acqusition, which was part of the Squimm Group. Their motto was simple: We keep you alive. I run a pretty tight ship around here. With a pool table. Are you aware of this? Coming soon. Indeed. That was Tom Cruise, the actor. They said he was some kind of scientist. Touché, Pandora. Wine only turns to alcohol if you let it sit.

No. I was ashamed to be _seen_ with you. I like being with you. Look at us, crying like a bunch of girls on the last day of camp. And with deep, deep concentration and, and great focus, he's often able to achieve an erect– Go ahead, touch the cornballer. It's OUR nausea.

What's gotten into you? Have you been eating cheese? Don't ask "Can I"… ask "I Can!" Well, OK, have sex with this girl. Right now. Get in there, have some sex with her. Oh, yes, there absolutely will be a margarita made in my mouth. Stop licking my hand, you horse's ass. The only thing more terrifying than the escaped lunatic's hook was his twisted call… Hey campers! I don't appreciate the dry British humor. Uncle Gob, was Aunt Lindsay ever pregnant? Yeah, sure, dozens of times.

But I'm the oldest. The matriarch if you will. ¡Soy loco por los Cornballs! We need a name. Maybe 'Operation Hot Mother'.

I made a huge tiny mistake. Mom… after all these years, God's not going to take a call from you. The guy runs a prison, he can have any piece of ass he wants. It's ok. You be with Yam.

Heart attack never stopped old big bear! She tried pesto for the first time. Imagine that, 92 years old and she never tried pesto. Michael, look, this has got to stop. I mean, flattered? Yes. Interested? Not tonight. Don't ask "Can I"… ask "I Can!" Turns out he ended up getting too friendly with the teddy bear. Wow, this is the best free scrapbooking class I've ever taken! ps This one really cracks me up for some reason. He's a regular Freddie Wilson, that one. I need a fake passport, preferably to France…I like the way they think.

Sorry, some of my students are arguing the significance of the shankbone on the seder plate. But we do not - NOT wag our genitals at one another to make a point. I don't care if it takes from now till the end of Shrimpfest. I'm a complete failure. I can't even fake the death of a stripper. You don't want a hungry dove down your pants. And don't make the water too hot. The scabs come right off.

Monday morning. COME ON! Heart attack never stopped old big bear! With spicy club sauce. She's a contestant. It's sorta like an inner beauty pageant. Ah, there it is. Well, Michael, I did not find their buffoonery amusing. That was Tom Cruise, the actor. They said he was some kind of scientist. Buster, what are you doing with mother's rape-horn? I've used one adjective to describe myself. What is it?

Quicken! Premiere! Nellie is blowing them all AWAY. They frame my junk. They don't appreciate him. It's his glasses… they make him look like a lizard. Plus he's self-conscious. Heyyyyyy Uncle Father Oscar. There's a girl in my soup! Well excuse me, Judge Reinhold!