It's, like, Hey, you want to go down to the whirlpool? Yeah, I don't have a husband. I call it Swing City. Wow. We're just blowing through nap time, aren't we?

Touché, Pandora. I think I might have someone who's going to circumvrent the law. The CIA should've just Googled for his hideout, evidently. Don't ask "Can I"… ask "I Can!"

That's the first time we were in the shower since our honeymoon. And this time, no tears. Did Ted make an appointment? No. Well then Ted can GET THE HELL OUT OF THIS OFFICE! YOU GET THE HELL OUT! In fact, it was a box of Oscar's legally obtained medical marijuana. Primo bud. Real sticky weed. It walked on my pillow!

Look at us, crying like a bunch of girls on the last day of camp. They're not gonna strip, right? I told them not to, but I can't guarantee their instincts won't kick in. A group of British builders operating outside the O.C. I'm tired of trying to find happiness through lies and self-medicating. If you need me, I'll be at the bar. Maybe it was the eleven months he spent in the womb. The doctor said there were claw marks on the walls of her uterus. Are all the guys in here… you know? George Sr.: No, not all of them. Barry: Yeah. It's never the ones you hope. Oh, COME ON!

I'll buy you a hundred George Michaels that you can teach to drive! Let me give that oatmeal some brown sugar. These are my awards, Mother. From Army. The seal is for marksmanship, and the gorilla is for sand racing. Wow, this is the best free scrapbooking class I've ever taken! ps This one really cracks me up for some reason. If I look like a man who made love to his wife last night – it's because I almost did.

I think I might have someone who's going to circumvrent the law. For the same reason you should believe a hundred dollar bill is no more than a hundred pennies! Butterscotch! Want a lick? Perhaps an attic shall I seek. Hey, it was one night of wild passion! And yet you didn't notice her body? I like to look in the mirror. Even though so many people in this office are begging for it.

There are very few intelligent, attractive and straight men in this town. Well, that certainly leaves me out. I deceived you, mom. Tricked makes it sound like we have a playful relationship. Although George Michael had only got to second base, he'd gone in head first, like Pete Rose. It's OUR nausea. I'm in Vegas this week and would like to point out the Blue Man Group is *actually* hiring. The support group?

That coat costs more than your house! One of the guys told me to take my head out of my BOTTOM and get back to work…my BOTTOM! Hola, is Rosa still alive? No? Well this is not my day.

Hey, if I can't find a horny immigrant by then, I don't deserve to stay. Even it means me taking a chubby… I will suck it up. It's OUR nausea. I'm a scholar. I enjoy scholarly pursuits. Suddenly playing with yourself is a scholarly pursuit? Yeah, like I'm going to spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit? Come on! I think that's one of Mom's little fibs, you know, like I'll sacrifice anything for my children.

Someone order 140 pounds of upper body strength? If I wanted something your thumb touched I'd eat the inside of your ear. There are dozens of us! DOZENS! Did you know that more frozen bananas are sold right here on this boardwalk than anywhere on the OC? Pound is tic-tac-toe, right? Yo quiero leche. Yo quiero leche de madre. Annhog's coming? Why are you squeezing me with your body? It's a hug, Michael. I'm hugging you.