He also said some things African American-y wasn't ready to hear. You're blowing my mind, Frank. Buster, what are you doing with mother's rape horn? I'm gonna build me an airport, put my name on it. Why, Michael? So you can fly away from your feelings? You can control your bladder when you're dead!

Absolutely. And we're going to be here every day. I don't care if it takes from now till the end of Shrimpfest. Turn this skiff around!

Yeah, like I'm going to spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit? Come on! The only thing more terrifying than the escaped lunatic's hook was his twisted call… Hey campers! Or it could be your colon. I'd want to get in there and find some answers. I never thought I'd miss a hand so much! It's, like, Hey, you want to go down to the whirlpool? Yeah, I don't have a husband. I call it Swing City.

Who? i just dont want him to point out my cracker ass in front of ann. For there's a man inside me, and only when he's finally out, can I walk free of pain. I don't want no part of yo tight-ass country club, ya freak bitch!

He's a regular Freddie Wilson, that one. Buster's in what we like to call a light to no coma. In laymans terms, it might be considered a very heavy nap. Way to plant, Ann!

I run a pretty tight ship around here. With a pool table. It's a gaming ship. A million [bleep]ing diamonds! I've always been deeply passionate about nature. Perhaps you remember Neuterfest? If mother sees this, she will blow a cow. Sister's my new mother, Mother. And is it just me or is she looking hotter? Oh, I don't have any drugs for sale, unless… did you want me to follow you to your car? Are all the guys in here… you know? George Sr: No not all of them. Barry: Yeah. It's never the ones you hope. Smack of ham. What is she doing at a beauty pageant? Is she running the lights or something?

You must teach me the ways of the secular flesh. I didn't get into this business to please sophomore Tracy Schwartzman, so… onward and upward. On… Why, Tracy?! Why?!!

Look, you are playing adults…with fully formed libidos, not 2 young men playing grab-ass in the shower. Am I in two thirds of a hospital room? What do you think about Sudden Valley? It sounds like a salad dressing, but for some reason I don't want to eat it. [climbing under trampoline] This shall keep me safe from the hot Mexican sun. Operation Hot Mother. Oh, yeah. The guy in the $4,000 suit is holding the elevator for a guy who doesn't make that in three months. COME ON! I call it Tricks –- wait for it – Around The Office.

I've always been deeply passionate about nature. Perhaps you remember Neuterfest? The guy runs a prison, he can have any piece of ass he wants. Let me take off my assistant's skirt and put on my Barbra-Streisand-in-The-Prince-of-Tides ass-masking therapist pantsuit. Michael, look, this has got to stop. I mean, flattered? Yes. Interested? Not tonight. We need a name. Maybe 'Operation Hot Mother'. I prematurely shot my wad on what was supposed to be a dry run..so now I'm afraid I have something of a mess on my hands.

Suddenly playing with yourself is a scholarly pursuit? That's the first time we were in the shower since our honeymoon. And this time, no tears. Yo quiero leche. Yo quiero leche de madre.