What, so the guy we are meeting with can't even grow his own hair? COME ON! There are very few intelligent, attractive and straight men in this town. Well, that certainly leaves me out. She calls it a Mayonegg. Monday morning. COME ON! It was for me. I was going to smoke the marijuana like a cigarette.

They want to break his legs. It's a good thing he's already got that little scooter. I just haven't had sex in a month. You know, you've been here two months. It's hard to gauge time. Sure, let the little fruit do it. HUZZAH! ♪♪ It's The Final Countdown ♪♪ Why are you squeezing me with your body? It's a hug, Michael. I'm hugging you. Well excuse me, Judge Reinhold. You want your belt to buckle, not your chair. Of course. The "Bob Loblaw Law Blog." Wow. You, sir, are a mouthful!

Excuse me, do these effectively hide my thunder? I know she's a brownish area! With points! And I love her! Could it be love? I know what an erection feels like, Michael. No, it's the opposite. It's like my heart is getting hard. Obviously this blue part here is the land. Speaking of settling, How's Ann? Well, if you want to play Eve, you got to get in line behind what, above five homos. If you're suggesting I play favorites, you're wrong. I love all of my children equally. [earlier] I don't care for Gob. Well, if you want to play Eve, you got to get in line behind what, above five homos.

It's a jetpack, Michael. What could go wrong? If you're suggesting I play favorites, you're wrong. I love all of my children equally. I don't care for Gob.

He… she… what's the difference? Oh hear, hear. In the dark, it all looks the same. Everybody dance NOW. I hate the Wetlands. They're stupid and wet, and there are bugs everywhere, and I think I maced a crane. You must teach me the ways of the secular flesh. You might wanna lean away from that fire since you're soaked in alcohol. Could it be love? I know what an erection feels like, Michael. No, it's the opposite. It's like my heart is getting hard. She's always got to wedge herself in the middle of us so that she can control everything. Yeah. Mom's awesome.

Mom… after all these years, God's not going to take a call from you. ♪♪ And the thought of rubbin' you is getting so exciting. Sky rockets in flight! Afternoon delight! ♪♪ Well, if you want to play Eve, you got to get in line behind what, above five homos. This show was cancelled. I mean, COME ON. This show was cancelled. I mean, COME ON. Make love in your *own* hand, Mother!

You must teach me the ways of the secular flesh. Why are you squeezing me with your body? It's a hug, Michael. I'm hugging you. Stop it, stop it. This objectification of women has to stop. It's just Mom and whores. Great, now I'm gonna smell to high heaven like a tuna melt! Fried cheese… with club sauce. Popcorn shrimp… with club sauce. Chicken fingers… with spicy club sauce. Dad would stage elaborate situations using a one-armed man to teach us lessons. Each year, Oscar attempts the four hundred mile walk from Newport Beach to Berkeley, California. In the twelve years that he's attempted this, he's never made it farther than UC Irvine.

Well, yeah you've gotta lock that down. Yeah, well, have you seen the new Mustang? You could hump that hood. ♪♪ And the thought of rubbin' you is getting so exciting. Sky rockets in flight! Afternoon delight! ♪♪ There's been a lot of lying in this family. And a lot of love! More lies. I've made a huge tiny mistake. A group of British builders operating outside the O.C.

Interfere? I ought to pull down your pants and spank your ass raw. Michael: I'm sorry, have we met? Well, OK, have sex with this girl. Right now. Get in there, have some sex with her. I hear the jury's still out on science. Oh, like when they say "poofter" to mean "tourist", yes. Bob Loblaw Law Blog. Chicken fingers… with spicy club sauce.

No one's called him Baby Buster since high school. Someone order 140 pounds of upper body strength? But anyhoo, can you believe that the only reason the club is going under is because it's in a terrifying neighborhood? She calls it a Mayonegg.