I spent so much time making sweet love on my wife that it's hard to hear anything over the clatter of her breasts. I mean, it's one banana, Michael. What could it cost, ten dollars? ¡Soy loco por los Cornballs!

There are dozens of us! DOZENS! Aren't you the sweetest thing, spending time with what's left of your uncle. I guess you can say I'm buy-curious. He… she… what's the difference? Oh hear, hear. In the dark, it all looks the same. What, so the guy we are meeting with can't even grow his own hair? COME ON! It was the first taste of alcohol Buster had since he was nursing. Butterscotch! Want a lick?

She keeps saying that God is going to show me a sign. The… something of my ways. Wisdom? The only thing I found in the fridge was a dead dove in a bag. For there's a man inside me, and only when he's finally out, can I walk free of pain. However, she mistook the drowsy eye alcohol warning for a winking eye alcohol suggestion. [sniffs hand] Oh, God. I'm going to run this through again on "pots and pans."

Sister's my new mother, Mother. And is it just me or is she looking hotter? She calls it a Mayonegg. A sea of waiters and no one will take a drink order. Annhog's coming?

Uncle Gob… was Aunt Lindsay ever pregnant? Yeah, sure, dozens of times. I know, I just call her Annabelle cause she's shaped like a…she's the belle of the ball! Say something that will terrify me. Lindsay: F*** me. Tobias: No, that didn't do it. It's as Ann as the nose on Plain's face. I spent so much time making sweet love on my wife that it's hard to hear anything over the clatter of her breasts.

Can you believe that the only reason the club is going under is because it's in a terrifying neighborhood? [Stabbing Gob] White power! Gob: I'm white!

You can control your bladder when you're dead! OH MY GOD, WE'RE HAVING A FIRE… sale. Oh, the burning! ♪♪ Amaaaaaaziiiing Graaaace ♪♪ No, I was ashamed to be SEEN with you. I like being WITH you. Someone order 140 pounds of upper body strength?

I spent so much time making sweet love on my wife that it's hard to hear anything over the clatter of her breasts. We need a name. Maybe "Operation Hot Mother." No, let's try to top that. (They never did.) But I did finally get into Dad's pants. Although I had to have the crotch taken in a little bit. Hey, it was one night of wild passion! And yet you didn't notice her body? I like to look in the mirror. I know, I just call her Annabelle cause she's shaped like a… she's the belle of the ball! NO TOUCHING! One of the guys told me to take my head out of my BOTTOM and get back to work…my BOTTOM! Hahahaha. I'm sure, wherever your father is, she loves you very much.

Waiting for the Emmys. BTW did you know won 6 Emmys and was still canceled early by Fox? COME ON. But I didn't take wasn't optimistic it could be done for an answer. What do you expect, Mother? I'm half machine! I'm a monster!! 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. Dad asked me to do this on the day he pleads not guilty, as a spectacular protest. A…. ? Here he comes. Here comes John Wayne. She tried pesto for the first time. Imagine that, 92 years old and she never tried pesto. Michael was concerned that he was caught in a lie about his family. The family was concerned that they were being confronted by a woman they had clubbed, drugged, and left on a bench.

Up yours, granny! You couldn't handle it! But anyhoo, can you believe that the only reason the club is going under is because it's in a terrifying neighborhood?