Fried cheese… with club sauce. Popcorn shrimp… with club sauce. Chicken fingers… with spicy club sauce. Well, if you want to play Eve, you got to get in line behind what, above five homos. No, I was ashamed to be SEEN with you. I like being with you. It's Sunday, but screw it — juice box time. No, no, it's pronounced a-nal-ra-pist. Well excuse me, Judge Reinhold. Hey, it was one night of wild passion! And yet you didn't notice her body? I like to look in the mirror.

I've always been deeply passionate about nature. Perhaps you remember Neuterfest? I'll never forget your wedding. Whenever she'd change clothes, she'd make me wait on the balcony until zip-up, and yet anything goes at bath time. Everyone's laughing, and riding, and cornholing except Buster. Daddy horny, Michael. You're blowing my mind, Frank.

You want to have some guy reach around you in the middle of the night, start messing with your junk? Taste the happy, Michael! Taste it! No, she's in it. She's a contestant. It's sorta like an inner beauty pageant. Ah, there it is. When a.. man.. needs to prove to a woman that he's actually.. [pause].. When a man loves a woman.. 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!

You don't want a hungry dove down your pants. Let's make Ann the backup, okay? Very good way to think about her, as a backup. If this were a Lifetime Moment of Truth movie, this would be our act break. But it wasn't. This is the best free scrapbooking class I've ever taken!

A million [bleep]ing diamonds! I should be in this Poof. She keeps saying that God is going to show me a sign. The… something of my ways. Wisdom?

There's been a lot of lying in this family. And a lot of love! More lies. I'm tired of trying to find happiness through lies and self-medicating. If you need me, I'll be at the bar. She's a contestant. It's sorta like an inner beauty pageant. Ah, there it is. No, no, it's pronounced a-nal-ra-pist. It wasn't really the pronunciation that bothered me. GENE!! [screams] I am getting rid of this thing. It has caused me nothing but pride and self-respect. Suddenly playing with yourself is a scholarly pursuit?

Those are balls. Shémale. You might wanna lean away from that fire since you're soaked in alcohol. [sniffs hand] Oh, God. I'm going to run this through again on "pots and pans." No borders, no limits… go ahead, touch the Cornballer… you know best?

I'M A MONSTER!! She calls it a Mayonegg. Saw this on the highway and almost blue myself. Hop on? You stay on top of her Buddy. Don't be afraid to ride her. Hard. After all, why should you go to jail for a crime somebody else noticed? I never thought I'd miss a hand so much! I know she's a brownish area! With points! And I love her! A lady of the evening. Working girl. She turns illusions for money.

But I'm the oldest. The matriarch if you will. You might enjoy this. Oh. Em. Gee. That's amazing. If I look like a man who made love to his wife last night – it's because I almost did. ♪♪ Somewhere… over the rainbow… there's another rainbow… ♪♪ We'll have to find something to do so that people can look at you without wanting to kill themselves. Fun and failure both start out the same way.

I don't appreciate the dry British humor. I spent so much time making sweet love on my wife that it's hard to hear anything over the clatter of her breasts.