I should be in this Poof. Hey, maybe you could pop a tent outside with your cousin Maeby… it'd be a good chance to rub off on her. He… she… what's the difference? Oh hear, hear. In the dark, it all looks the same. Early.

A Colombian cartel that WON'T kidnap and kill you. She's not that Mexican, Mom. She's my Mexican. And she's Columbian or something.

Oh, yeah. The guy in the $4,000 suit is holding the elevator for a guy who doesn't make that in three months. COME ON! One of the guys told me to take my head out of my BOTTOM and get back to work…my BOTTOM! Hahahaha. I'm not interested in you that way. Tobias: What way? Michael: Pick one.

It's, like, Hey, you want to go down to the whirlpool? Yeah, I don't have a husband. I call it Swing City. I'm sure Egg is a great person.

I am going to my spin class. I thought you had vertigo. We need a name. Maybe "Operation Hot Mother." No, let's try to top that. (They never did.) I shall hide behind the couch. (Guy's a pro.) I've always been deeply passionate about nature. Perhaps you remember Neuterfest? M: I'll never forget your wedding. Happy Franklin Friday. The Man Inside Me seems well reviewed. Ohhh little guy. The tears aren't coming. The tears just aren't coming. Oh Gob, you could charm the black off a telegram boy.

Did Ted make an appointment? No. Well then Ted can GET THE HELL OUT OF THIS OFFICE! YOU GET THE HELL OUT! Heyyyyyy, Uncle Father Oscar.

Coo coo ca chaw. Coo coo ca chaw. Coo coo ca chaw. 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. I'm a complete failure. I can't even fake the death of a stripper. Heyyyyyy, Uncle Father Oscar. One of the guys told me to take my head out of my BOTTOM and get back to work…my BOTTOM! Hahahaha. Coo coo ca chaw. Coo coo ca chaw. Coo coo ca chaw. Operation Hot Mother.

Oh, I can just taste those meaty leading man parts in my mouth. No! These are just strippers! Look how hot they are!

I'm in Vegas this week and would like to point out the Blue Man Group is *actually* hiring. The support group? I hear the jury's still out on science. Daddy horny, Michael. Sorry, some of my students are arguing the significance of the shankbone on the seder plate. But we do not - NOT wag our genitals at one another to make a point. I am going to my spin class. I thought you had vertigo.

One of the guys told me to take my head out of my BOTTOM and get back to work…my BOTTOM! She keeps saying that God is going to show me a sign. The… something of my ways. Wisdom? Oh, yeah, the guy in the the $4,000 suit is holding the elevator for a guy who doesn't make that in three months. Come on! My brother wasn't optimistic it could be done, but I didn't take "wasn't optimistic it could be done" for an answer. I should be in this Poof.