It was for me. I was going to smoke the marijuana like a cigarette. 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.

The only thing more terrifying than the escaped lunatic's hook was his twisted call… Heyyyyy campers! Tobias Fünke costume. Even though so many people in this office are begging for it. I got Michael out of his marriage, didn't I? Actually, she died. You might enjoy this. Oh. Em. Gee. That's amazing. But I'm the oldest. The matriarch if you will.

The only thing I found in the fridge was a dead dove in a bag. What have we always said is the most important thing? Her lawyers are claiming the seal is worth $250,000. And that's not even including Buster's Swatch. Also, your knee is on my heart. Why are you squeezing me with your body? It's a hug, Michael. I'm hugging you.

Perhaps an attic shall I seek. Excuse me while I circumvent you. The old reach-around. Speaking of settling, how's Ann? Actually, that was a box of Oscar's legally obtained medical marijuana. Primo bud. Real sticky weed. Aren't you the sweetest thing, spending time with what's left of your uncle. Yes. Lindsay and I are planning a night of heterosexual intercourse. The only person that gets Lucille this excited is Gene. Hey, Dad. Look at you. You're a year older…and a year closer to death. Buster: Oh yeah, I guess that's kind of funny.

I mean, it's one banana, Michael. What could it cost, ten dollars? Oh Gob, you could charm the black off a telegram boy. What's gotten into you? Have you been eating cheese? Hahahahah!

He… she… what's the difference? Oh hear, hear. In the dark, it all looks the same. I made a huge tiny mistake. Friend of mine from college. He also has a boat tho not called the Seaward. Turn this skiff around! Quicken! Premiere! I've always been deeply passionate about nature. Perhaps you remember Neuterfest?

Heyyyyyy, Uncle Father Oscar. She keeps saying that God is going to show me a sign. The… something of my ways. Wisdom? It's probably wisdom.

God knows they're squinters. It was for me. I was going to smoke the marijuana like a cigarette. I know she's a brownish area! With points! And I love her! I'm not a prostitute. Then I shall let you live! This show was cancelled. I mean, COME ON.

And I am rock steady. No more dizzies. Sure, let the little fruit do it. HUZZAH! Wow, this is the best free scrapbooking class I've ever taken! ps This one really cracks me up for some reason. You're Killing Me, Buster.

What's gotten into you? Have you been eating cheese? I know, I just call her Annabelle cause she's shaped like a…she's the belle of the ball! You just grab that brownish area by its points and you don't let go no matter what your mother tells you! Can't a guy call his mother pretty without it seeming strange? Amen. And how about that little piece of tail on her? Cute! It was for me. I was going to smoke the marijuana like a cigarette.