So did you see the new Poof? His name's Gary and we don't need anymore lawsuits. ♪♪ And the thought of rubbin' you is getting so exciting. Sky rockets in flight! Afternoon delight! ♪♪ See for more good stuff. After all, why should you go to jail for a crime somebody else noticed? I don't want no part of yo' tight-ass country club, ya freak bitch! Stop licking my hand, you horse's ass! One of the guys told me to take my head out of my BOTTOM and get back to work…my BOTTOM! Hahahaha.

Up yours, granny! You couldn't handle it! Don't ask "Can I"… ask "I Can!" Annyong. What's gotten into you? Have you been eating cheese? Hahahahah! Great, now I'm gonna smell to high heaven like a tuna melt! Well excuse me for liking the way they frame my junk!

Well, they got the Asian right… "hotties" might be a stretch. I've got a nice hard cot with his name on it. You'd do that to your own brother? I said "cot." Boy, I sure feel like a Mary without a Peter and a Paul. Why are you squeezing me with your body? It's a hug, Michael. I'm hugging you. Hey, it was one night of wild passion! And yet you didn't notice her body? I like to look in the mirror. 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. I've always been deeply passionate about nature. Perhaps you remember Neuterfest? M: I'll never forget your wedding.

Am I in two thirds of a hospital room? 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.

Let me take off my assistant's skirt and put on my Barbra-Streisand-in-The-Prince-of-Tides ass-masking therapist pantsuit. No one's called him Baby Buster since high school. They don't appreciate him. It's his glasses… they make him look like a lizard. Plus he's self-conscious. She tried pesto for the first time. Imagine that, 92 years old and she never tried pesto. You just made a fool out of yourself in front of T-Bone. It's ok. You be with Yam.

And I wouldn't just lie there, if that's what you're thinking. That's not what I WAS thinking. The worst that could happen is that I could spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit. COME ON. They frame my junk. Quicken! Premiere! You stay on top of her Buddy. Don't be afraid to ride her. Hard. You might enjoy this. Oh. Em. Gee. That's amazing.

Hair up, glasses off. The CIA should've just Googled for his hideout, evidently. My brother wasn't optimistic it could be done, but I didn't take "wasn't optimistic it could be done" for an answer. I thought the two of us could talk man-on-man.

It's ok. You be with Yam. Yes, he's like the steel man from The Wizard From Oz. I believe you will find the dessert to be both engrossing and high-grossing! So we don't get dessert?

Sister's my new mother, Mother. And is it just me or is she looking hotter? Butterscotch! Want a lick?

What's next, Michael? Are you going to make dancing illegal? Is this the tiny town from Footloose? They're not gonna strip, right? I told them not to, but I can't guarantee their instincts won't kick in. Go ahead, touch the Cornballer.