Perhaps an attic shall I seek. I see you've wasted no time in filling my seat hole. ♪♪ And the thought of rubbin' you is getting so exciting. Sky rockets in flight! Afternoon delight! ♪♪ I should be in this Poof. George Michael may be suffering from what we in the soft-sciences call Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, or the "OC Disorder."

Oh, yes, there absolutely will be a margarita made in my mouth. Turn this skiff around! First I blow him, then I poke him. Well, I hope you also carry a spare bowl of candy beans.

I've always been deeply passionate about nature. Perhaps you remember Neuterfest? M: I'll never forget your wedding. They don't appreciate him. It's his glasses… they make him look like a lizard. Plus he's self-conscious. Oh, hi, Mom. I have the afternoon free. Really? Did "nothing" cancel? No, Pop-pop does not get a treat, I just brought you a [bleep]ing pizza. Fried cheese… with club sauce. Gosh Mom… after all these years, God's not going to take a call from you. You're losing blood, aren't you? Probably, my socks are wet.

Uncle Gob, was Aunt Lindsay ever pregnant? Yeah, sure, dozens of times. George Michael may be suffering from what we in the soft-sciences call Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, or the "OC Disorder."

Hey, it was one night of wild passion! And yet you didn't notice her body? I like to look in the mirror. Coo coo ca chaw. Coo coo ca chaw.

Everything they do is so dramatic and flamboyant. It just makes me want to set myself on fire. - Lucille Bluth. It feels good to be back in a queen! She's a girl, I need to teach her how to be a woman. Within her lies a queen. Let me out that queen. Even it means me taking a chubby… I will suck it up. I know, I just call her Annabelle cause she's shaped like a…she's the belle of the ball! Yes, she happens to be more experienced than a normal girl, but sometimes love should be… terrifying. And that is why Jesus was often referred to as the King of Kings. Queens. The King of Queens.

Well, if you want to play Eve, you got to get in line behind what, above five homos. I'm not a prostitute. Then I shall let you live! She keeps saying that God is going to show me a sign. The… something of my ways. You just grab that brownish area by its points and you don't let go no matter what your mother tells you! Speaking of settling, how's Ann? Come on, this is a Bluth family celebration. It's no place for children. Wow. We're just blowing through nap time, aren't we? Chickens don't clap!

Heart attack never stopped old big bear. Up yours, granny! You couldn't handle it!

Or it could be your colon. I'd want to get in there and find some answers. I know, I just call her Annabelle cause she's shaped like a…she's the belle of the ball! Speaking of settling, How's Ann? I cheated and I lied and I whored around. I could use a leather jacket for when I'm on my hog and have to go into a controlled slide.

So you take your mom to work every day? Bummer. Moms are such a pain in the ass, huh? It's, like, die already! Suddenly he's too much of a big-shot to brush mother's hair. Chickens don't clap!