How could I say no to the woman who gave me chlamydia? ♪♪ Big yellow joint, big yellow joint, I'll meet you down at the big yellow joint. ♪♪

No, I was ashamed to be SEEN with you. I like being with you. We have unlimited juice? This party is going to be off the hook. Oh, I can just taste those meaty leading man parts in my mouth. 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. GENE!! [screams] I spent so much time making sweet love on my wife that it's hard to hear anything over the clatter of her breasts. O-kay, who'd like a banger in the mouth? There's a new daddy in town. A discipline daddy.

Fried cheese… with club sauce. Popcorn shrimp… with club sauce. Chicken fingers… with spicy club sauce. Hey, it was one night of wild passion! Michael: And yet you didn't notice her body? Gob: I like to look in the mirror. Michael, look, this has got to stop. I mean, flattered? Yes. Interested? Not tonight. 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 so watery. And yet there's a smack of ham to it. So did you see the new Poof? His name's Gary and we don't need anymore lawsuits. The only thing I found in the fridge was a dead dove in a bag. Gob: You didn't eat that, did you? Wow, this is the best free scrapbooking class I've ever taken! ps This one really cracks me up for some reason. Teamocil. I know what an erection feels like, Michael.

But I'm the oldest. The matriarch if you will. Popcorn shrimp… with club sauce. We need a name. Maybe "Operation Hot Mother." No, let's try to top that. (They never did.) Let's see some bananas and nuts!

Stop it, stop it. This objectification of women has to stop. Michael: It's just Mom and whores. Fried cheese… with club sauce.

You don't want a hungry dove down your pants. Don't leave your Uncle T-bag hanging. If you didn't have adult onset diabetes, I wouldn't mind giving you a little sugar. Everything they do is so dramatic and flamboyant. It just makes me want to set myself on fire. - Lucille Bluth.

Oh, I don't have any drugs for sale, unless… did you want me to follow you to your car? Butterscotch! Want a lick? No, it's the opposite. It's like my heart is getting hard. But where did the lighter fluid come from? Happy Franklin Friday. If you're suggesting I play favorites, you're wrong. I love all of my children equally. [earlier] I don't care for Gob. Dad asked me to do this on the day he pleads not guilty, as a spectacular protest. A…. ?

It was the first taste of alcohol Buster had since he was nursing. This is not me encouraging you to go here and write a review. No. We have unlimited juice? This party is going to be off the hook. For the same reason you should believe a hundred dollar bill is no more than a hundred pennies! I didn't get into this business to please sophomore Tracy Schwartzman, so… onward and upward. On… Why, Tracy?! Why?!! I'm gonna go get sexy.

If I look like a man who made love to his wife last night – it's because I almost did. It feels good to be back in a queen! I am having a love affair with this ice cream sandwich. Ann certainly has a great deal of Mass. Are you at all concerned about an uprising? Mom… after all these years, God's not going to take a call from you. I'm a scholar. I enjoy scholarly pursuits. Suddenly playing with yourself is a scholarly pursuit? I'll have a vodka rocks. (Mom, it's breakfast time.) And a piece of toast.