I just dont want him to point out my cracker ass in front of Ann. Yes. Lindsay and I are planning a night of heterosexual intercourse. Oh, yes, there absolutely will be a margarita made in my mouth. ♪♪ It ain't easy being white… ♪♪ Heart attack never stopped old big bear! Let's see some bananas and nuts!

A night of heterosexual intercourse. Well, OK, have sex with this girl. Right now. Get in there, have some sex with her. NO TOUCHING! It was for me. I was going to smoke the marijuana like a cigarette. [sniffs hand] Oh, God. I'm going to run this through again on "pots and pans."

This objectification of women has to stop. It's just Mom and whores. Hey, Dad. Look at you. You're a year older…and a year closer to death. Buster: Oh yeah, I guess that's kind of funny. I spent so much time making sweet love on my wife that it's hard to hear anything over the clatter of her breasts.

You can control your bladder when you're dead! Uncle Gob… was Aunt Lindsay ever pregnant? Yeah, sure, dozens of times. You were just a turd out there, you know? You couldn't kick, and you couldn't run, you know? You were just a turd.

You are a worse psychiatrist than you are a son-in-law and you will never get work as an actor because you have no talent. Am I in two thirds of a hospital room?

Excuse me while I circumvent you. The old reach-around. Way to plant, Ann! Excuse me, do these effectively hide my thunder? He also said some things African American-y wasn't ready to hear. Well excuse me, Judge Reinhold! What, so the guy we are meeting with can't even grow his own hair? COME ON!

[climbing under trampoline] This shall keep me safe from the hot Mexican sun. This objectification of women has to stop. It's just Mom and whores. Say goodbye to THESE! If I look like a man who made love to his wife last night – it's because I almost did. 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'.

Bob Loblaw Lobs Law Bomb. Oh, hi, Mom. I have the afternoon free. Really? Did "nothing" cancel?

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 deceived you, mom. Tricked makes it sound like we have a playful relationship. There's a girl in my soup!

George Bush doesn't care about black puppets. It just seems like there's still light coming in from under the door. Heyyyy uncle father Oscar. I know what an erection feels like, Michael. Look, you are playing adults…with fully formed libidos, not 2 young men playing grab-ass in the shower.