Well, if you want to play Eve, you got to get in line behind what, above five homos. The Man Inside Me seems well reviewed.

You're a good guy, mon frere. That means brother in French. I don't know how I know that. I took four years of Spanish. Whenever she'd change clothes, she'd make me wait on the balcony until zip-up, and yet anything goes at bath time. I'm a complete failure. I can't even fake the death of a stripper.

I was hoping he would be gifted sexually. I hate the Wetlands. They're stupid and wet, and there are bugs everywhere, and I think I maced a crane. Absolutely. And we're going to be here every day. I don't care if it takes from now till the end of Shrimpfest. We'll have to find something to do so that people can look at you without wanting to kill themselves.

Well, I hope you also carry a spare bowl of candy beans. No borders, no limits… go ahead, touch the Cornballer… you know best? Go ahead, touch the Cornballer.

He… she… what's the difference? Oh hear, hear. In the dark, it all looks the same. What's gotten into you? Have you been eating cheese? Hahahahah! Can you believe that the only reason the club is going under is because it's in a terrifying neighborhood? They're not gonna strip, right? I told them not to, but I can't guarantee their instincts won't kick in. Douche chill!

They frame my junk. Do the right thing here. String this blind girl along so that dad doesn't have to pay his debt to society.

It feels good to be back in a queen! Saw this on the highway and almost blue myself. Hop on? That coat costs more than your house! I made a huge tiny mistake. Heyyyyyy, Uncle Father Oscar.

I know, I just call her Annabelle cause she's shaped like a… she's the belle of the ball! I guess you can say I'm buy-curious. Got a big ass room at the travelodge. What a fun, sexy time for you. Stop it, stop it. This objectification of women has to stop. Michael: It's just Mom and whores. Why are you squeezing me with your body? It's a hug, Michael. I'm hugging you. She's always got to wedge herself in the middle of us so that she can control everything. Yeah. Mom's awesome.

Look, you are playing adults…with fully formed libidos, not 2 young men playing grab-ass in the shower. She tried pesto for the first time. Imagine that, 92 years old and she never tried pesto. I'll have a vodka rocks. (Mom, it's breakfast time.) And a piece of toast. Aren't you the sweetest thing, spending time with what's left of your uncle. I don't appreciate the dry British humor. And although the intervention didn't work, it turned into one of the Bluth family's better parties. I just haven't had sex in a month. You know, you've been here two months. It's hard to gauge time.

She tried pesto for the first time. Imagine that, 92 years old and she never tried pesto. What is she doing at a beauty pageant? Is she running the lights or something? Are you at all concerned about an uprising? Mom always taught us to curl up in a ball and remain motionless when confronted. O-kay, who'd like a banger in the mouth? I hear the jury's still out on science. No, I was ashamed to be SEEN with you. I like being with you.