Aren't you the sweetest thing, spending time with what's left of your uncle. Well, they got the Asian right… "hotties" might be a stretch. Are you at all concerned about an uprising? Can you believe that the only reason the club is going under is because it's in a terrifying neighborhood? Did you enjoy your lunch, mom? You drank it fast enough. Also, your knee is on my heart. Her lawyers are claiming the seal is worth $250,000. And that's not even including Buster's Swatch. It seems like only yesterday you were bursting forth from your mother's fertile womb.

I need a fake passport, preferably to France…I like the way they think. Heart attack never stopped old big bear. Operation Hot Mother. Either I zip down, or he zips up, and that is a mighty long zipper on Mother's Cher jumpsuit. Actually, that was a box of Oscar's legally obtained medical marijuana. Primo bud. Real sticky weed. Buster's in what we like to call a light to no coma. In laymans terms, it might be considered a very heavy nap. He… she… what's the difference? Oh hear, hear. In the dark, it all looks the same. Early.

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. What a fun, sexy time for you. The Man Inside Me seems well reviewed. Butterscotch! Want a lick? I am having a love affair with this ice cream sandwich. Popcorn shrimp… with club sauce.

I think I might have someone who's going to circumvrent the law. Oh, I can just taste those meaty leading man parts in my mouth. ¡Soy loco por los Cornballs! I just haven't had sex in a month. You know, you've been here two months. It's hard to gauge time. There are very few intelligent, attractive and straight men in this town. Well, that certainly leaves me out. When a man needs to prove to a woman that he's actually… When a man loves a woman… Did you know that more frozen bananas are sold right here on this boardwalk than anywhere on the OC?

Speaking of settling, how's Ann? Hey, maybe you could pop a tent outside with your cousin Maeby… it'd be a good chance to rub off on her. I'll be in the hospital bar. You know there isn't a hospital bar, Mother. Well, this is why people hate hospitals. 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! Mr. Zuckerkorn, you've been warned about touching. Barry: You said spanking. Wow. We're just blowing through nap time, aren't we? He also said some things African American-y wasn't ready to hear. Oh please. They didn't sneak into this country to be your friends.

Yeah, I invited her. You said you wanted to spend time some with her. You said I was being an Ann hog. If I look like a man who made love to his wife last night – it's because I almost did.

However, she mistook the drowsy eye alcohol warning for a winking eye alcohol suggestion. Chaw-chee, chaw-chee chaw-chee! Coo coo ca cha! Ah coodle doodle do Caw ca caw, caw ca caw. Yeah, like I'm going to take a whiz through this $5,000 suit. COME ON. Although George Michael had only got to second base, he'd gone in head first, like Pete Rose. You're blowing my mind, Frank. ♪♪ It ain't easy being white. It ain't easy being brown. ♪♪

[Stabbing Gob] White power! Gob: I'm white! But anyhoo, can you believe that the only reason the club is going under is because it's in a terrifying neighborhood? Are you sure this isn't her sister? Mrs Veal: What a lovely thing to say. Michael: That's an awful thing to say. I see you've wasted no time in filling my seat hole. Stack the chafing dishes outside by the mailbox. I'm on the job. These are my awards, Mother. From Army. The seal is for marksmanship, and the gorilla is for sand racing. Annyong.

It was the first taste of alcohol Buster had since he was nursing. Perhaps an attic shall I seek. A night of heterosexual intercourse. I don't want no part of yo' tight-ass country club, ya freak bitch! I call it Tricks –- wait for it – Around The Office.

She tried pesto for the first time. Imagine that, 92 years old and she never tried pesto. I'll buy you a hundred George Michaels that you can teach to drive! These are my awards, Mother. From Army. The seal is for marksmanship, and the gorilla is for sand racing. The only thing I found in the fridge was a dead dove in a bag. Gob: You didn't eat that, did you?