And I wouldn't just lie there, if that's what you're thinking. That's not what I WAS thinking. There are dozens of us! DOZENS! How am I supposed to find someone willing to go into that musty old claptrap? He… she… what's the difference? Oh hear, hear. In the dark, it all looks the same. God knows they're squinters. Mission Accomplished.

Oh, hi, Mom. I have the afternoon free. Really? Did "nothing" cancel? Oh, yes, there absolutely will be a margarita made in my mouth.

Mr. Zuckerkorn, you've been warned about touching. Barry: You said spanking. The only thing I found in the fridge was a dead dove in a bag. Gob: You didn't eat that, did you? The only person that gets Lucille this excited is Gene.

If I wanted something your thumb touched, I'd eat the inside of your ear. Oh, I can just taste those meaty leading man parts in my mouth.

Friend of mine from college. He also has a boat tho not called the Seaward. There's a new daddy in town. A discipline daddy. We need a name. Maybe 'Operation Hot Mother'. You want to have some guy reach around you in the middle of the night, start messing with your junk? What do you think about Sudden Valley? It sounds like a salad dressing, but for some reason I don't want to eat it. We need a name. Maybe 'Operation Hot Mother'. It just seems like there's still light coming in from under the door.

We need a name. Maybe 'Operation Hot Mother'. The only thing I found in the fridge was a dead dove in a bag. Wine only turns to alcohol if you let it sit. Nellie is blowing them all AWAY. Or it could be your colon. I'd want to get in there and find some answers. You stay on top of her Buddy. Don't be afraid to ride her. Hard. But I did finally get into Dad's pants. Although I had to have the crotch taken in a little bit.

Te quiero. English, please. I love you! Great, now I'm late. The only thing I found in the fridge was a dead dove in a bag. It's, like, Hey, you want to go down to the whirlpool? Yeah, I don't have a husband. I call it Swing City. I'll have a vodka rocks. (Mom, it's breakfast time.) And a piece of toast. If you didn't have adult onset diabetes, I wouldn't mind giving you a little sugar. Stop it, stop it. This objectification of women has to stop. It's just Mom and whores. Dad would stage elaborate situations using a one-armed man to teach us lessons. It's a jetpack, Michael. What could go wrong?

You can always tell a Milford man. Buster's in what we like to call a light to no coma. In layman's terms, it might be considered a very heavy nap.

Hey, if I can't find a horny immigrant by then, I don't deserve to stay. Shémale. There's unlimited juice? This party is gonna be off the hook. Touché, Pandora.

♪♪ Big yellow joint, big yellow joint, I'll meet you down at the big yellow joint. ♪♪ There are dozens of us! Dozens! If you didn't have adult onset diabetes, I wouldn't mind giving you a little sugar.