I think I might have someone who's going to circumvrent the law. Fried cheese… with club sauce. I know, I just call her Annabelle cause she's shaped like a…she's the belle of the ball! You stay on top of her, Buddy. Don't be afraid to ride her. Hard. That's so you can videotape it when they put you in a naked pyramid and point to your Charlie Browns. Chaw-chee, chaw-chee chaw-chee! Coo coo ca cha! Ah coodle doodle do Caw ca caw, caw ca caw.

What about macaroni – let me finish – salad? You stay on top of her Buddy. Don't be afraid to ride her. Hard. The worst that could happen is that I could spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit. COME ON.

Look what the homosexuals have done to me! You can't just comb that out and reset it? You can control your bladder when you're dead! She keeps saying that God is going to show me a sign. The… something of my ways. Wisdom? I don't appreciate the dry British humor. Heyyyyy, hermano.

Let the great experiment begin! Yeah, I invited her. You said you wanted to spend time some with her. You said I was being an Ann hog. Heart attack never stopped old big bear! It's so watery. And yet there's a smack of ham to it. We need a name. Maybe "Operation Hot Mother." No, let's try to top that. (They never did.) I'm afraid I'm with Michael on this one. The guy runs a prison, he can have any piece of ass he wants.

One of the guys told me to take my head out of my BOTTOM and get back to work…my BOTTOM! I see you've wasted no time in filling my seat hole. Well excuse me, Judge Reinhold. Those are balls. I made a huge tiny mistake. And with deep, deep concentration and, and great focus, he's often able to achieve an erect–

And that is why Jesus was often referred to as the King of Kings. Queens. The King of Queens. I will be a bigger and hairier mole than the one on your inner left thigh! Talk you off what, Pop Pop? Yeah, like I'm going to take a whiz through this $5,000 suit. COME ON. These are my awards, Mother. From Army. The seal is for marksmanship, and the gorilla is for sand racing. Happy Franklin Friday.

Please refrain from discussing or engaging in any sort of interoffice [bleep] or [bleep] or finger[bleep] or [bleep]sting or [bleep] or even [bleep]. A lady of the evening. Working girl. She turns illusions for money.

I've always been deeply passionate about nature. Perhaps you remember Neuterfest? I'll never forget your wedding. I spent so much time making sweet love on my wife that it's hard to hear anything over the clatter of her breasts. Why are you squeezing me with your body? How do you know Steve Holt? Are you in AA? No, Pop-pop does not get a treat, I just brought you a [bleep]ing pizza. Buster, what are you doing with mother's rape-horn?

I am getting rid of this thing. It has caused me nothing but pride and self-respect. Maybe it was the other George Michael. You know, the singer-songwriter. No, it's the opposite. It's like my heart is getting hard. Chickens don't clap! Excuse me, do these effectively hide my thunder?

[Stabbing Gob] White power! Gob: I'm white! I'm tired of trying to find happiness through lies and self-medicating. If you need me, I'll be at the bar. I'M A MONSTER!! I guess you can say I'm buy-curious. Go ahead, touch the Cornballer. The CIA should've just Googled for his hideout, evidently. Well, they got the Asian right… "hotties" might be a stretch.