What about macaroni – let me finish – salad? Maybe it was the eleven months he spent in the womb. The doctor said there were claw marks on the walls of her uterus. Make love in your *own* hand, Mother! Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot… your wife is dead! This is not what it looks like. It looks like you're tweaking her nipples through a chain-link fence.

Oh please. They didn't sneak into this country to be your friends. We need a name. Maybe 'Operation Hot Mother'. A million ****ing diamonds! A sea of waiters and no one will take a drink order. Family Love Michael. It seems like only yesterday you were bursting forth from your mother's fertile womb. In fact, it was a box of Oscar's legally obtained medical marijuana. Primo bud. Real sticky weed.

Speaking of settling, How's Ann? One of the guys told me to take my head out of my BOTTOM and get back to work…my BOTTOM! Daddy horny, Michael. Make love in your *own* hand, Mother! I may have committed some light treason. Way to plant, Ann!

She's always got to wedge herself in the middle of us so that she can control everything. Yeah. Mom's awesome. It walked on my pillow! Ann, you need to decide whether you want a man or a boy. I know how I'd answer. Don't leave your Uncle T-bag hanging. It's Sunday, but screw it — juice box time. Taste the happy, Michael! Taste it!

And I am rock steady. No more dizzies. And although the intervention didn't work, it turned into one of the Bluth family's better parties. This show was cancelled. I mean, COME ON.

And although the intervention didn't work, it turned into one of the Bluth family's better parties. One of the guys told me to take my head out of my BOTTOM and get back to work…my BOTTOM! Hahahaha. I've been in the film business for a while but I just can't seem to get one in the can. Mission Accomplished. I want to cry so bad, but I don't think I can spare the moisture.

It's a jetpack, Michael. What could go wrong? You just grab that brownish area by its points and you don't let go no matter what your mother tells you! GENE!! [screams] Yeah, like I'm going to spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit? Come on!

I know, I just call her Annabelle cause she's shaped like a… she's the belle of the ball! Saw this on the highway and almost blue myself. Hop on? I'm going to buy you the single healthiest call girl this town has ever seen. Michael was having brunch with Sally Sitwell at a restaurant called Skip Church's Bistro. In addition to brunch, the restaurant was known for an item on the menu called the "Skip's Scramble", an omelet that contained everything on the menu. Do not order the Skip's Scramble. In the mid '90s, Tobias formed a folk music band with Lindsay and Maebe which he called Dr. Funke's 100 Percent Natural Good Time Family Band Solution. The group was underwritten by the Natural Food Life Company, a division of Chem-Grow, an Allen Crayne acqusition, which was part of the Squimm Group. Their motto was simple: We keep you alive.

Annhog's coming? If you're suggesting I play favorites, you're wrong. I love all of my children equally. I don't care for Gob. Great, now I'm gonna smell to high heaven like a tuna melt! A million ****ing diamonds!

Oh, hi, Mom. I have the afternoon free. Really? Did "nothing" cancel? Heart attack never stopped old big bear! Can't a guy call his mother pretty without it seeming strange? Amen. And how about that little piece of tail on her? Cute! Do you guys know where I could get one of those gold necklaces with the T on it? That's a cross. Across from where? I'm tired of trying to find happiness through lies and self-medicating. If you need me, I'll be at the bar. Well excuse me for liking the way they frame my junk! I want to cry so bad, but I don't think I can spare the moisture. Interfere? I ought to pull down your pants and spank your ass raw. Michael: I'm sorry, have we met?