Yeah, like anyone would want to R her. If I look like a man who made love to his wife last night – it's because I almost did. I guess you can say I'm buy-curious. 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. Of course. The "Bob Loblaw Law Blog." Wow. You, sir, are a mouthful! Family Love Michael. Daddy horny, Michael. I figured out a way to make money while I'm working!

It's so watery. And yet there's a smack of ham to it. But where did the lighter fluid come from? I was set up. By the Brits. A group of British builders operating outside the O.C. Oh, I can just taste those meaty leading man parts in my mouth. O-kay, who'd like a banger in the mouth? Maybe it was the eleven months he spent in the womb. The doctor said there were claw marks on the walls of her uterus.

Yes. Lindsay and I are planning a night of heterosexual intercourse. Yes, she happens to be more experienced than a normal girl, but sometimes love should be… terrifying. Everyone's laughing, and riding, and cornholing except Buster. Touché, Pandora. You just made a fool out of yourself in front of T-Bone. Look, you are playing adults…with fully formed libidos, not 2 young men playing grab-ass in the shower.

I don't want no part of yo' tight-ass country club, ya freak bitch! Oh, I can just taste those meaty leading man parts in my mouth. She's always got to wedge herself in the middle of us so that she can control everything. Yeah. Mom's awesome. There's been a lot of lying in this family. And a lot of love! More lies. You mean the guy we're meeting with can't even grow his own hair? Come on! The only thing more terrifying than the escaped lunatic's hook was his twisted call… Hey campers! Michael was having brunch with Sally Sitwell at a restaurant called Skip Church's Bistro. In addition to brunch, the restaurant was known for an item on the menu called the "Skip's Scramble", an omelet that contained everything on the menu. Do not order the Skip's Scramble.

A sea of waiters and no one will take a drink order. I could use a leather jacket for when I'm on my hog and have to go into a controlled slide. Happy. Buster, you remember when we were kissing last night? Buster: It was a wild, wild ride. Buster, you remember when we were kissing last night? Buster: It was a wild, wild ride. They don't allow you to have bees in here. You're losing blood, aren't you? Probably, my socks are wet. Wow. We're just blowing through nap time, aren't we. Maybe it was the eleven months he spent in the womb. The doctor said there were claw marks on the walls of her uterus.

I'm sure Egg is a great person. If you didn't have adult onset diabetes, I wouldn't mind giving you a little sugar.

I was set up. By the Brits. A group of British builders operating outside the O.C. If you're suggesting I play favorites, you're wrong. I love all of my children equally. I don't care for Gob. Today I learned this is a real place, tho more lush than the OC. Michael, you are not quite the ladies man I had pictured. Hopefully, we will remedy that when we are in the spa spreading body chocolate on each other. I've used one adjective to describe myself. What is it?

Heyyyy Uncle Father Oscar. I will be a bigger and hairier mole than the one on your inner left thigh!

If I look like a man who made love to his wife last night – it's because I almost did. 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! She's not that Mexican, Mom. She's my Mexican. And she's Columbian or something. 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!

Annyong. You mean the guy we're meeting with can't even grow his own hair? Come on! It's Sunday, but screw it — juice box time. Everything they do is so dramatic and flamboyant. It just makes me want to set myself on fire. - Lucille Bluth. There's a girl in my soup!