Monday morning. COME ON! Look what the homosexuals have done to me! You can't just comb that out and reset it? Yes. Lindsay and I are planning a night of heterosexual intercourse.

You're Killing Me, Buster. I don't want no part of yo' tight-ass country club, ya freak bitch! Actually, that was a box of Oscar's legally obtained medical marijuana. Primo bud. Real sticky weed.

Stop licking my hand, you horse's ass. Yes. Lindsay and I are planning a night of heterosexual intercourse. Oh, I can just taste those meaty leading man parts in my mouth. Pound is tic-tac-toe, right? You just grab that brownish area by its points and you don't let go no matter what your mother tells you! No, Pop-pop does not get a treat, I just brought you a [bleep]ing pizza.

Why are you squeezing me with your body? 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! Chaw-chee, chaw-chee chaw-chee! Coo coo ca cha! Ah coodle doodle do Caw ca caw, caw ca caw. No, Pop-pop does not get a treat, I just brought you a [bleep]ing pizza. Coo coo ca chaw. Coo coo ca chaw. Oh, I don't have any drugs for sale, unless… did you want me to follow you to your car?

Saw this on the highway and almost blue myself. Hop on? But I didn't take wasn't optimistic it could be done for an answer. [climbing under trampoline] This shall keep me safe from the hot Mexican sun. Or it could be your colon. I'd want to get in there and find some answers. God knows they're squinters. I'm a scholar. I enjoy scholarly pursuits. Suddenly playing with yourself is a scholarly pursuit?

If this were a Lifetime Moment of Truth movie, this would be our act break. But it wasn't. He also said some things African American-y wasn't ready to hear. Make love in your *own* hand, Mother! Yes, he's like the steel man from The Wizard From Oz.

No, I was ashamed to be SEEN with you. I like being WITH you. A group of British builders operating outside the O.C. It's sort of like going from prime rib to… I don't know… weird brother of prime rib. Now, do you wanna steer, or are you too old to sit on your Pop's lap and drive? Happy Franklin Friday. Buster, what are you doing with mother's rape horn?

And I am rock steady. No more dizzies. Whenever she'd change clothes, she'd make me wait on the balcony until zip-up, and yet anything goes at bath time.

I believe you will find the dessert to be both engrossing and high-grossing! So we don't get dessert? There's been a lot of lying in this family. And a lot of love! More lies. Waiting for the Emmys. BTW did you know won 6 Emmys and was still canceled early by Fox? COME ON. [sniffs hand] Oh, God. I'm going to run this through again on "pots and pans." How about a turtle? I've always loved those leathery little snappy faces. Turn this skiff around! Can you believe that the only reason the club is going under is because it's in a terrifying neighborhood? I hate the Wetlands. They're stupid and wet, and there are bugs everywhere, and I think I maced a crane.

You stay on top of her, Buddy. Don't be afraid to ride her. Hard. Yeah, that's a cultural problem is what it is. You know, your average American male is in a perpetual state of adolescence, you know, arrested development. (Hey. That's the name of the show!)