[sniffs hand] Oh, God. I'm going to run this through again on "pots and pans." YOU'RE the Chiclet! Not me. Caw ca caw, caw ca caw, caw ca caw! Let me out that Queen. I mean, it's one banana, Michael. What could it cost, ten dollars? Are all the guys in here… you know? George Sr: No not all of them. Barry: Yeah. It's never the ones you hope. I'm sure Egg is a great person. Ah coodle doodle doo, ah coodle doodle doo. I run a pretty tight ship around here. With a pool table.

Each year, Oscar attempts the four hundred mile walk from Newport Beach to Berkeley, California. In the twelve years that he's attempted this, he's never made it farther than UC Irvine. Got a big ass room at the travelodge. What a fun, sexy time for you. Speaking of settling, how's Ann?

Look, you are playing adults…with fully formed libidos, not 2 young men playing grab-ass in the shower. Heyyyy Uncle Father Oscar. Yeah, I invited her. You said you wanted to spend time some with her. You said I was being an Ann hog. Popcorn shrimp… with club sauce. I spent so much time making sweet love on my wife that it's hard to hear anything over the clatter of her breasts. Nellie is blowing them all AWAY. I'm a scholar. I enjoy scholarly pursuits. Suddenly playing with yourself is a scholarly pursuit?

The guy runs a prison, he can have any piece of ass he wants. She's trying to prove that she's closer to my children than I am, but the joke's on her, because she doesn't know how little I care for GOB.

It looks like you've been looking for dragons… in the future. Oh, yeah, the $4,000 suit is holding the elevator for a guy who doesn't make that in 3 months. Come on! You burn down the storage unit? Oh, most definitely. It's as Ann as the nose on Plain's face. George Michael, you want to put your head down there by his drainage shunt? Could it be love? I know what an erection feels like, Michael. No, it's the opposite. It's like my heart is getting hard.

Heyyyyyy, Uncle Father Oscar. I'm afraid I'm with Michael on this one. The guy runs a prison, he can have any piece of ass he wants. I run a pretty tight ship around here. With a pool table. Oh please. They didn't sneak into this country to be your friends. Michael, I'm your older brother. I'll never be proud of you. A sea of waiters and no one will take a drink order. And with deep, deep concentration and, and great focus, he's often able to achieve an erect– Uncle Gob, was Aunt Lindsay ever pregnant? Yeah, sure, dozens of times.

She's a girl, I need to teach her how to be a woman. Within her lies a queen. Let me out that queen. I figured out a way to make money while I'm working! Oh by the way, Doctor said no kissing her on the face for one week. I was like make it two weeks, see if I care! Look what the homosexuals have done to me! You can't just comb that out and reset it? I don't appreciate the dry British humor. Touché, Pandora. Wow, this is the best free scrapbooking class I've ever taken! ps This one really cracks me up for some reason. Who? i just dont want him to point out my cracker ass in front of ann.

Go ahead, touch the Cornballer. Who? i just dont want him to point out my cracker ass in front of ann. But I didn't take wasn't optimistic it could be done for an answer. How could I say no to the woman who gave me chlamydia? I don't care if it takes from now till the end of Shrimpfest. I hear the jury's still out on science. [sniffs hand] Oh, God. I'm going to run this through again on "pots and pans."

I believe you will find the dessert to be both engrossing and high-grossing! So we don't get dessert? Are all the guys in here… you know? George Sr.: No, not all of them. Barry: Yeah. It's never the ones you hope. If I wanted something your thumb touched I'd eat the inside of your ear. One for the ladies. Operation Hot Mother. GENE!! [screams]

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. And with deep, deep concentration and, and great focus, he's often able to achieve an erect– No, I was ashamed to be SEEN with you. I like being with you. It's a wonderful restaurant! Ohhh little guy. The tears aren't coming. The tears just aren't coming. This is not what it looks like. It looks like you're tweaking her nipples through a chain-link fence. Ah, it is a rock, though. Should beat everything. Gob: There's not a lot of logic to it. With spicy club sauce.