She keeps saying that God is going to show me a sign. The… something of my ways. Wisdom? It's probably wisdom. The Army had half a day. My brother wasn't optimistic it could be done, but I didn't take "wasn't optimistic it could be done" for an answer. There's unlimited juice? This party is gonna be off the hook. Stop licking my hand, you horse's ass!

This is not me encouraging you to go here and write a review. No. I'm sure Egg is a great person. You just made a fool out of yourself in front of T-Bone. Do you guys know where I could get one of those gold necklaces with the T on it? That's a cross. Across from where?

Buster's in what we like to call a light to no coma. In laymans terms, it might be considered a very heavy nap. I just dont want him to point out my cracker ass in front of Ann. Go ahead, touch the Cornballer. You stay on top of her Buddy. Don't be afraid to ride her. Hard. It walked on my pillow!

Yes, Annyong. Your name is Annyong! We all know you're Annyong! I'm afraid I'm with Michael on this one. The guy runs a prison, he can have any piece of ass he wants.

It's so watery. And yet there's a smack of ham to it. I've made a huge tiny mistake. I'll have a vodka rocks. (Mom, it's breakfast time.) And a piece of toast. 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. It's Sunday, but screw it — juice box time. No, she's in it. She's a contestant. It's sorta like an inner beauty pageant. Ah, there it is.

Bob Loblaw Lobs Law Bomb. Never once touched my per diem. I'd go to Craft Service, get some raw veggies, bacon, Cup-A-Soup…baby, I got a stew goin'. Turn this skiff around! Hey, if I can't find a horny immigrant by then, I don't deserve to stay.

It's, like, Hey, you want to go down to the whirlpool? Yeah, I don't have a husband. I call it Swing City. And the soup of the day is bread. The worst that could happen is that I could spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit. COME ON.

But where did the lighter fluid come from? If I make this comeback, I'll buy you a hundred George Michaels that you can teach to drive! Let me give that oatmeal some brown sugar. Oh, I can just taste those meaty leading man parts in my mouth. No, I was ashamed to be SEEN with you. I like being WITH you. I don't want no part of yo tight-ass country-club, ya freak bitch! Could it be love? I know what an erection feels like, Michael. No, it's the opposite. It's like my heart is getting hard. Ohhh little guy. The tears aren't coming. The tears just aren't coming.

You were just a turd out there, you know? You couldn't kick, and you couldn't run, you know? You were just a turd. With spicy club sauce. Mom… after all these years, God's not going to take a call from you. I'll sacrifice anything for my children.

Yeah, that's a cultural problem is what it is. You know, your average American male is in a perpetual state of adolescence, you know, arrested development. (Hey. That's the name of the show!) ♪♪ It ain't easy being white… ♪♪ In fact, it was a box of Oscar's legally obtained medical marijuana. Primo bud. Real sticky weed. I've made a huge tiny mistake. There are very few intelligent, attractive and straight men in this town. Well, that certainly leaves me out. Well excuse me for liking the way they frame my junk! This show was cancelled. I mean, COME ON. 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.