I made a huge tiny mistake. So did you see the new Poof? His name's Gary and we don't need anymore lawsuits. Happy Franklin Friday. Either I zip down, or he zips up, and that is a mighty long zipper on Mother's Cher jumpsuit. Dead Dove DO NOT EAT. Go ahead, touch the cornballer.
Whoa whoa whoa whoa. Wait. Are you telling me you have a multi-stage trick with hidden identities? Oh, COME ON! What have we always said is the most important thing?
I never thought I'd miss a hand so much! This is not what it looks like. It looks like you're tweaking her nipples through a chain-link fence. I was hoping he would be gifted sexually. There are dozens of us! DOZENS!
Chickens don't clap! Everybody dance NOW. Hey, if I can't find a horny immigrant by then, I don't deserve to stay.
Taste the happy, Michael. Taste it. It tastes kind of like sad. Mission Accomplished. 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 deceived you, mom. Tricked makes it sound like we have a playful relationship.
There's unlimited juice? This party is gonna be off the hook. Don't leave your Uncle T-bag hanging. A lady of the evening. Working girl. She turns illusions for money. A sea of waiters and no one will take a drink order. I'm sure, wherever your father is, she loves you very much. The Man Inside Me seems well reviewed. You're Killing Me, Buster. Oh, yes, there absolutely will be a margarita made in my mouth.
No, she's in it. She's a contestant. It's sorta like an inner beauty pageant. Ah, there it is. Look what the homosexuals have done to me! You can't just comb that out and reset it? I've always been deeply passionate about nature. Perhaps you remember Neuterfest? Happy Franklin Friday. 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! 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. There are dozens of us! DOZENS!
You must teach me the ways of the secular flesh. Speaking of settling, how's Ann? If you didn't have adult onset diabetes, I wouldn't mind giving you a little sugar. There are dozens of us! DOZENS! I just haven't had sex in a month. You know, you've been here two months. It's hard to gauge time. Everybody dance NOW. You're losing blood, aren't you? Gob: Probably, my socks are wet.
She calls it a Mayonegg. If this tableau I recreate, perhaps I can re-snare my mate. Did you know that more frozen bananas are sold right here on this boardwalk than anywhere on the OC? Happy Franklin Friday. I know, I just call her Annabelle cause she's shaped like a… she's the belle of the ball! No, Pop-pop does not get a treat, I just brought you a [bleep]ing pizza. 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.
I know, I just call her Annabelle cause she's shaped like a…she's the belle of the ball! Oh, COME ON! Yeah, I invited her. You said you wanted to spend time some with her. You said I was being an Ann hog. Saw this on the highway and almost blue myself. Hop on? It was the first taste of alcohol Buster had since he was nursing. What is she doing at a beauty pageant? Is she running the lights or something? Make love in your *own* hand, Mother! No, it's the opposite. It's like my heart is getting hard.