Chaw-chee, chaw-chee chaw-chee! Coo coo ca cha! Ah coodle doodle do Caw ca caw, caw ca caw. You just grab that brownish area by its points and you don't let go no matter what your mother tells you! Got a big ass room at the travelodge. What a fun, sexy time for you. Someone order 140 pounds of upper body strength? Quicken! Premiere! If I look like a man who made love to his wife last night – it's because I almost did. Chickens don't clap! Coo coo ca chaw. Coo coo ca chaw. Coo coo ca chaw.

Taste the happy, Michael! Taste it! Why are you squeezing me with your body? It's a hug, Michael. I'm hugging you. The only person that gets Lucille this excited is Gene. No one was making fun of Andy Griffith. I can't emphasize that enough. Everybody dance NOW. It feels good to be back in a queen! Whoa whoa whoa whoa. Wait. Are you telling me you have a multi-stage trick with hidden identities?

Uncle Gob, was Aunt Lindsay ever pregnant? Yeah, sure, dozens of times. Well excuse me for liking the way they frame my junk!

I hear the jury's still out on science. And I am rock steady. No more dizzies. She's a girl, I need to teach her how to be a woman. Within her lies a queen. Let me out that queen. It's Sunday, but screw it — juice box time.

Pound is tic-tac-toe, right? Ohhh little guy. The tears aren't coming. The tears just aren't coming. "Circumvent." It means "to go around." Gob: The old "reach around." I'm sure, wherever your father is, she loves you very much. 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!

I think the only time you cooked for us was the morning Rosa's mom died. You gave us cereal in an ashtray. In fact, it was a box of Oscar's legally obtained medical marijuana. Primo bud. Real sticky weed. NO TOUCHING! A trick is something a whore does for money… or cocaine.

I'm sure, wherever your father is, she loves you very much. YOU'RE the Chiclet! Not me. Caw ca caw, caw ca caw, caw ca caw!

We need a name. Maybe "Operation Hot Mother." No, let's try to top that. (They never did.) I'm sure, wherever your father is, she loves you very much.

This is not what it looks like. It looks like you're tweaking her nipples through a chain-link fence. A group of British builders operating outside the O.C. I figured out a way to make money while I'm working! No, she's in it. She's a contestant. It's sorta like an inner beauty pageant. Ah, there it is. A trick is something a whore does for money… or cocaine. Happy Franklin Friday.

It's so watery. And yet there's a smack of ham to it. Look, you are playing adults…with fully formed libidos, not 2 young men playing grab-ass in the shower. No, it's the opposite. It's like my heart is getting hard. And guess what else is back. [slow wink] My breakfast? My friskiness. Mama horny Michael. She's a contestant. It's sorta like an inner beauty pageant. Ah, there it is. ♪♪ And the thought of rubbin' you is getting so exciting. Sky rockets in flight! Afternoon delight! ♪♪ Buster, what are you doing with mother's rape-horn? Heyyyy Uncle Father Oscar.