I was hoping he would be gifted sexually. One of the guys told me to take my head out of my BOTTOM and get back to work…my BOTTOM! Hahahaha. So maybe you could start jete-ing, and stop je-terrorizing me! It walked on my pillow! I hear the jury's still out on science. Wow, this is the best free scrapbooking class I've ever taken! ps This one really cracks me up for some reason. Got a big ass room at the travelodge. What a fun, sexy time for you. Perhaps an attic shall I seek.

I was hoping he would be gifted sexually. Stop licking my hand, you horse's ass. Dad asked me to do this on the day he pleads not guilty, as a spectacular protest. A…. ? Are you sure this isn't her sister? Mrs Veal: What a lovely thing to say. Michael: That's an awful thing to say. Family Love Michael. Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot… your wife is dead! Fried cheese… with club sauce.

Now, do you wanna steer, or are you too old to sit on your Pop's lap and drive? Absolutely. And we're going to be here every day. I don't care if it takes from now till the end of Shrimpfest. Let's make Ann the backup, okay? Very good way to think about her, as a backup. First I blow him, then I poke him.

Perhaps an attic shall I seek. 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? No, no, it's pronounced a-nal-ra-pist. It wasn't really the pronunciation that bothered me.

I hate the Wetlands. They're stupid and wet, and there are bugs everywhere, and I think I maced a crane. 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. Well excuse me, Judge Reinhold! Oh, yeah, the $4,000 suit is holding the elevator for a guy who doesn't make that in 3 months. Come on! And I am rock steady. No more dizzies. He's going to be all right.

Let me out that Queen. Pound is tic-tac-toe right? And I wouldn't just lie there, if that's what you're thinking. That's not what I WAS thinking.

WHY was this show cancelled? I mean, COME ON. What's up, fizz-ellas.

The worst that could happen is that I could spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit. COME ON. Absolutely. And we're going to be here every day. I don't care if it takes from now till the end of Shrimpfest. What is she doing at a beauty pageant? Is she running the lights or something? Oh please. They didn't sneak into this country to be your friends. Dad would stage elaborate situations using a one-armed man to teach us lessons. The guy runs a prison, he can have any piece of ass he wants. Teamocil. The only thing more terrifying than the escaped lunatic's hook was his twisted call… Heyyyyy campers!

She keeps saying that God is going to show me a sign. The… something of my ways. Wisdom? Gosh Mom… after all these years, God's not going to take a call from you. I don't want no part of yo tight-ass country club, ya freak bitch! Are you sure this isn't her sister? Mrs Veal: What a lovely thing to say. Michael: That's an awful thing to say.

You need to do more with Rita. Believe me, I'd like to. You're losing blood, aren't you? Probably, my socks are wet. So Ann, the question is, do you want a man or a boy? I know how I would answer. Ann, you need to decide whether you want a man or a boy. I know how I'd answer. And THAT'S why you always leave a note. I spent so much time making sweet love on my wife that it's hard to hear anything over the clatter of her breasts.