♪♪ It ain't easy being white. It ain't easy being brown. ♪♪ I made a huge tiny mistake. Bob Loblaw Lobs Law Bomb. It's OUR nausea. ♪♪ And the thought of rubbin' you is getting so exciting. Sky rockets in flight! Afternoon delight! ♪♪ You must teach me the ways of the secular flesh. If you don't start pulling your weight around here its going to be shape up, or…ship up.

Get rid of the Seaward. Lucille: I'll leave when I'm good and ready. 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! Operation Hot Mother. Annyong. No, Pop-pop does not get a treat, I just brought you a [bleep]ing pizza.

But I did finally get into Dad's pants. Although I had to have the crotch taken in a little bit. Excuse me while I circumvent you. The old reach-around. You might enjoy this. Oh. Em. Gee. That's amazing. Oh, yeah, the $4,000 suit is holding the elevator for a guy who doesn't make that in 3 months. Come on! You go buy a tape recorder and record yourself for a whole day. I think you'll be surprised at some of your phrasing. I don't appreciate the dry British humor. I run a pretty tight ship around here. With a pool table. It's a gaming ship. Yeah, that's a cultural problem is what it is. You know, your average American male is in a perpetual state of adolescence, you know, arrested development. (Hey. That's the name of the show!)

Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot… your wife is dead! I don't want no part of yo' tight-ass country club, ya freak bitch! Heart attack never stopped old Big Bear. I didn't even know we were calling him Big Bear. We never had the chance to. Please refrain from Mayoneggs during this salmonella scare. Never once touched my per diem. I'd go to Craft Service, get some raw veggies, bacon, Cup-A-Soup…baby, I got a stew goin'. Butterscotch! Want a lick? Sweet old thing. Only two of those words describe Mom, so I know you're lying to me.

One for the ladies. Nellie is blowing them all AWAY. Mr. Zuckerkorn, you've been warned about touching. You said spanking. A sea of waiters and no one will take a drink order. There's a girl in my soup! Saw this on the highway and almost blue myself. Hop on?

Even it means me taking a chubby… I will suck it up. Heyyyy uncle father Oscar. Hey, maybe you could pop a tent outside with your cousin Maeby… it'd be a good chance to rub off on her. I mean, it's one banana, Michael. What could it cost, ten dollars? You want your belt to buckle, not your chair. One of the guys told me to take my head out of my BOTTOM and get back to work…my BOTTOM! Hahahaha. Stop licking my hand, you horse's ass.

In fact, it was a box of Oscar's legally obtained medical marijuana. Primo bud. Real sticky weed. It's as Ann as the nose on plain's face.

One of the guys told me to take my head out of my BOTTOM and get back to work…my BOTTOM! Hahahaha. Maybe it was the eleven months he spent in the womb. The doctor said there were claw marks on the walls of her uterus. That's how Tony Wonder lost a nut.

She keeps saying that God is going to show me a sign. The… something of my ways. Wisdom? It's probably wisdom. He… she… what's the difference? Oh hear, hear. In the dark, it all looks the same. No, no, it's pronounced a-nal-ra-pist. Stop licking my hand, you horse's ass! Absolutely. And we're going to be here every day. I don't care if it takes from now till the end of Shrimpfest. The only thing more terrifying than the escaped lunatic's hook was his twisted call… Heyyyyy campers! I've got a nice hard cot with his name on it. You'd do that to your own brother? I said "cot." If this tableau I recreate, perhaps I can re-snare my mate.

For the same reason you should believe a hundred dollar bill is no more than a hundred pennies! You can always tell a Milford man.