Bob Loblaw Lobs Law Bomb. Did you enjoy your lunch, mom? You drank it fast enough. The worst that could happen is that I could spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit. COME ON. There's a girl in my soup! Michael, I'm your older brother. I'll never be proud of you.

You were just a turd out there, you know? You couldn't kick, and you couldn't run, you know? You were just a turd. Look what the homosexuals have done to me! You can't just comb that out and reset it? She keeps saying that God is going to show me a sign. The… something of my ways. Wisdom? It's probably wisdom. I've been in the film business for a while but I just cant seem to get one in the can. And guess what else is back. [slow wink] My breakfast? My friskiness. Mama horny Michael.

I'm sure Egg is a great person. Even though sooooo many people in this office are begging for it. That's the first time we were in the shower since our honeymoon. And this time, no tears. Heart attack never stopped old big bear! Do you guys know where I could get one of those gold necklaces with the T on it? That's a cross. Across from where? A night of heterosexual intercourse. NO TOUCHING! Don't worry, these young beauties have been nowhere near the bananas.

And here you are coming out of your mother's third base! Nellie is blowing them all AWAY. And with deep, deep concentration and, and great focus, he's often able to achieve an erect– Waiting for the Emmys. BTW did you know won 6 Emmys and was still canceled early by Fox? COME ON. Well, yeah you've gotta lock that down.

Are all the guys in here… you know? George Sr: No not all of them. Barry: Yeah. It's never the ones you hope. Yeah, like I'm going to take a whiz through this $5,000 suit. COME ON. Aren't you the sweetest thing, spending time with what's left of your uncle. Stop licking my hand, you horse's ass. The worst that could happen is that I could spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit. COME ON. Well, Michael, I did not find their buffoonery amusing.

Operation Hot Mother. A night of heterosexual intercourse. Are all the guys in here… you know? George Sr.: No, not all of them. Barry: Yeah. It's never the ones you hope. Shémale. You need to do more with Rita. Believe me, I'd like to.

Are all the guys in here… you know? George Sr.: No, not all of them. Barry: Yeah. It's never the ones you hope. Yes, she happens to be more experienced than a normal girl, but sometimes love should be… terrifying. A trick is something a whore does for money… or cocaine. In fact, it was a box of Oscar's legally obtained medical marijuana. Primo bud. Real sticky weed. She's always got to wedge herself in the middle of us so that she can control everything. Yeah. Mom's awesome. You boys know how to shovel coal? One of the guys told me to take my head out of my BOTTOM and get back to work…my BOTTOM! Hahahaha.

It's as Ann as the nose on plain's face. Oh, yes, there absolutely will be a margarita made in my mouth. Wow, this is the best free scrapbooking class I've ever taken! ps This one really cracks me up for some reason. Dad asked me to do this on the day he pleads not guilty, as a spectacular protest. A…. ? I don't appreciate the dry British humor. Maybe it was the other George Michael. You know, the singer-songwriter. Stop licking my hand, you horse's ass!

I will be a bigger and hairier mole than the one on your inner left thigh! Heart attack never stopped old Big Bear. I didn't even know we were calling him Big Bear. We never had the chance to. You're Killing Me, Buster. She's trying to prove that she's closer to my children than I am, but the joke's on her, because she doesn't know how little I care for GOB. A group of British builders operating outside the O.C. Buster's in what we like to call a light to no coma. In layman's terms, it might be considered a very heavy nap. Pound is tic-tac-toe, right? And the soup of the day is bread.

Obviously this blue part here is the land. It walked on my pillow! Michael was concerned that he was caught in a lie about his family. The family was concerned that they were being confronted by a woman they had clubbed, drugged, and left on a bench. I don't want no part of yo' tight-ass country club, ya freak bitch! Here he comes. Here comes John Wayne. It's as Ann as the nose on Plain's face. Even though sooooo many people in this office are begging for it.