The Army had half a day. Even though so many people in this office are begging for it. Pound is tic-tac-toe, right? He… she… what's the difference? Oh hear, hear. In the dark, it all looks the same. Early. No one's called him Baby Buster since high school. Wine only turns to alcohol if you let it sit. No, no, it's pronounced a-nal-ra-pist. Even though so many people in this office are begging for it.

Speaking of settling, How's Ann? A trick is something a whore does for money…or candy. … or cocaine. ♪♪ It ain't easy being white. It ain't easy being brown. ♪♪ It's as Ann as the nose on Plain's face. A night of heterosexual intercourse. They don't appreciate him. It's his glasses… they make him look like a lizard. Plus he's self-conscious. She wanted to look 48. I nearly airbrushed her into oblivion. Ended up checking "albino" on the form.

Heyyyy Uncle Father Oscar. The only thing more terrifying than the escaped lunatic's hook was his twisted call… Heyyyyy campers! Mom… after all these years, God's not going to take a call from you. Dad asked me to do this on the day he pleads not guilty, as a spectacular protest. A…. ? A lady of the evening. Working girl. She turns illusions for money. If mother sees this, she will blow a cow.

I'M A MONSTER!! Second-of-ly, I know you're the big marriage expert. Oh I'm sorry, I forgot, your wife is dead. No one was making fun of Andy Griffith. I can't emphasize that enough. So did you see the new Poof? His name's Gary, and we don't need anymore lawsuits. Are all the guys in here… you know? George Sr: No not all of them. Barry: Yeah. It's never the ones you hope. Teamocil.

Get rid of the Seaward. Lucille: I'll leave when I'm good and ready. I hear the jury's still out on science.

Chicken fingers… with spicy club sauce. Can't a guy call his mother pretty without it seeming strange? Amen. And how about that little piece of tail on her? Cute! I'm not interested in you that way. Tobias: What way? Michael: Pick one. I've got a nice hard cot with his name on it. You'd do that to your own brother? I said "cot." He's going to be all right. One of the guys told me to take my head out of my BOTTOM and get back to work…my BOTTOM! Go ahead, touch the cornballer. ♪♪ It ain't easy being white. It ain't easy being brown. ♪♪

I don't want no part of yo tight-ass country club, ya freak bitch! You go buy a tape recorder and record yourself for a whole day. I think you'll be surprised at some of your phrasing. Oh, yeah, the guy in the the $4,000 suit is holding the elevator for a guy who doesn't make that in three months. Come on! Speaking of settling, how's Ann? But where did the lighter fluid come from? They frame my junk.

Sister's my new mother, Mother. And is it just me or is she looking hotter? Stack the chafing dishes outside by the mailbox. I'm on the job. We have unlimited juice? This party is going to be off the hook. I'm sure, wherever your father is, she loves you very much. And guess what else is back. [slow wink] My breakfast? My friskiness. Mama horny Michael. Coo coo ca chaw. Coo coo ca chaw. Coo coo ca chaw. There are very few intelligent, attractive and straight men in this town. Well, that certainly leaves me out.

No! These are just strippers! Look how hot they are! No, it's the opposite. It's like my heart is getting hard.

Look what the homosexuals have done to me! You can't just comb that out and reset it? There are very few intelligent, attractive and straight men in this town. Well, that certainly leaves me out. Stop licking my hand, you horse's ass! My brother wasn't optimistic it could be done, but I didn't take "wasn't optimistic it could be done" for an answer. Hey, Dad. Look at you. You're a year older…and a year closer to death. Buster: Oh yeah, I guess that's kind of funny. Fried cheese… with club sauce. Popcorn shrimp… with club sauce. Chicken fingers… with spicy club sauce. Look, you are playing adults…with fully formed libidos, not 2 young men playing grab-ass in the shower. I figured out a way to make money while I'm working!