Annyong. I know what an erection feels like, Michael. WHY was this show cancelled? I mean, COME ON. One of the guys told me to take my head out of my BOTTOM and get back to work…my BOTTOM! Hahahaha. You want to have some guy reach around you in the middle of the night, start messing with your junk? Michael was concerned that he was caught in a lie about his family. The family was concerned that they were being confronted by a woman they had clubbed, drugged, and left on a bench. A million [bleep]ing diamonds! George Bush doesn't care about black puppets.

If I wanted something your thumb touched, I'd eat the inside of your ear. Today I learned this is a real place, tho more lush than the OC. They want to break his legs. It's a good thing he's already got that little scooter. I've used one adjective to describe myself. What is it? I didn't get into this business to please sophomore Tracy Schwartzman, so… onward and upward. On… Why, Tracy?! Why?!! You're blowing my mind, Frank.

I run a pretty tight ship around here. With a pool table. It's a gaming ship. I'M A MONSTER!! Caw ca caw, caw ca caw, caw ca caw, caw ca caw. It just seems like there's still light coming in from under the door. [climbing under trampoline] This shall keep me safe from the hot Mexican sun. They don't allow you to have bees in here.

Daddy horny, Michael. Buster, what are you doing with mother's rape-horn? 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. Oh, like when they say "poofter" to mean "tourist", yes. Speaking of settling, How's Ann? George Michael, you want to put your head down there by his drainage shunt? Look at us, crying like a couple of girls on the last day of camp.

Heyyyy uncle father Oscar. Well, I hope you also carry a spare bowl of candy beans. I don't want no part of yo' tight-ass country club, ya freak bitch! It's a jetpack, Michael. What could go wrong?

When a man needs to prove to a woman that he's actually… When a man loves a woman… I'm not a prostitute. Michael: Then I shall let you live! How about a turtle? I've always loved those leathery little snappy faces. I should be in this Poof. Also, your knee is on my heart. Everybody dance… NOW. I mean, it's one banana, Michael. What could it cost, ten dollars? Hey, it was one night of wild passion! Michael: And yet you didn't notice her body? Gob: I like to look in the mirror.

Teamocil. Yeah, well, have you seen the new Mustang? You could hump that hood. He… she… what's the difference? Oh hear, hear. In the dark, it all looks the same. Chaw-chee, chaw-chee chaw-chee! Coo coo ca cha! Ah coodle doodle do Caw ca caw, caw ca caw. No! These are just strippers! Look how hot they are! And don't make the water too hot. The scabs come right off.

I'm not interested in you that way. Tobias: What way? Michael: Pick one. They're not gonna strip, right? I told them not to, but I can't guarantee their instincts won't kick in.

You were just a turd out there, you know? You couldn't kick, and you couldn't run, you know? You were just a turd. Uncle Gob, was Aunt Lindsay ever pregnant? Yeah, sure, dozens of times. Oh, I don't have any drugs for sale, unless… did you want me to follow you to your car? In prison, you just have to close your eyes and take it, but here you have to close your eyes and give it. I was once called the worst audience participant Cirque du Soleil ever had.

What about macaroni – let me finish – salad? I just haven't had sex in a month. You know, you've been here two months. It's hard to gauge time. If mother sees this, she will blow a cow. It's Sunday, but screw it — juice box time. I was once called the worst audience participant Cirque du Soleil ever had. Whoa whoa whoa whoa. Wait. Are you telling me you have a multi-stage trick with hidden identities?