You don't want a hungry dove down your pants. I'm afraid I'm with Michael on this one. The guy runs a prison, he can have any piece of ass he wants. With spicy club sauce. Go ahead, touch the Cornballer. That was Tom Cruise, the actor. They said he was some kind of scientist.

Did you know that more frozen bananas are sold right here on this boardwalk than anywhere in the OC? Wine only turns to alcohol if you let it sit. A million [bleep]ing diamonds! I'm not a prostitute. Michael: Then I shall let you live! So you take your mom to work every day? Bummer. Moms are such a pain in the ass, huh? It's, like, die already!

George Bush doesn't care about black puppets. Operation Hot Mother. She's not that Mexican, Mom. She's my Mexican. And she's Columbian or something. Yes, he's like the steel man from The Wizard From Oz. I think I might have someone who's going to circumvrent the law. For there's a man inside me, and only when he's finally out, can I walk free of pain. She's not that Mexican, Mom. She's my Mexican. And she's Columbian or something. You must teach me the ways of the secular flesh.

♪♪ Big yellow joint, big yellow joint, I'll meet you down at the big yellow joint. ♪♪ NO TOUCHING!

It's Sunday, but screw it — juice box time. What have we always said is the most important thing? Well, I spent so much time making sweet love on my wife that it's hard to hear anything over the clatter of her breasts. Mister gay is bleeding! Mister gay! For the same reason you should believe a hundred dollar bill is no more than a hundred pennies! There's unlimited juice? This party is gonna be off the hook.

If I make this comeback, I'll buy you a hundred George Michaels that you can teach to drive! What's gotten into you? Have you been eating cheese? Hahahahah!

We need a name. Maybe "Operation Hot Mother." No, let's try to top that. (They never did.) I thought the two of us could talk man-on-man. You stay on top of her Buddy. Don't be afraid to ride her. Hard. Yeah, well, have you seen the new Mustang? You could hump that hood. It's Sunday, but screw it — juice box time.

There's a new daddy in town. A discipline daddy. What is she doing at a beauty pageant? Is she running the lights or something? I'll have a vodka rocks. (Mom, it's breakfast time.) And a piece of toast. Ann certainly has a great deal of Mass. A Colombian cartel that WON'T kidnap and kill you.

We have unlimited juice? This party is going to be off the hook. I'M A MONSTER!! Chickens don't clap! Let's make Ann the backup, okay? Very good way to think about her, as a backup. I deceived you, mom. Tricked makes it sound like we have a playful relationship.

I made a huge tiny mistake. Well, they got the Asian right… "hotties" might be a stretch. I never thought I'd miss a hand so much! I've always been deeply passionate about nature. Perhaps you remember Neuterfest? M: I'll never forget your wedding. That's my son, you pothead! No, no, it's pronounced a-nal-ra-pist. It wasn't really the pronunciation that bothered me. I spent so much time making sweet love on my wife that it's hard to hear anything over the clatter of her breasts.