Hey, look at that – you're mean sober, too. Maybe it was the eleven months he spent in the womb. The doctor said there were claw marks on the walls of her uterus. And guess what else is back. [slow wink] My breakfast? My friskiness. Mama horny Michael. For the same reason you should believe a hundred dollar bill is no more than a hundred pennies! 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.

And THAT'S why you always leave a note. Did you know that more frozen bananas are sold right here on this boardwalk than anywhere in the OC? I prematurely shot my wad on what was supposed to be a dry run, so now I'm afraid I have something of a mess on my hands. So did you see the new Poof? His name's Gary and we don't need anymore lawsuits. For the same reason you should believe a hundred dollar bill is no more than a hundred pennies! Let me take off my assistant's skirt and put on my Barbra-Streisand-in-The-Prince-of-Tides ass-masking therapist pantsuit. Don't call my escorts whores. She calls it a Mayonegg.

I just haven't had sex in a month. You know, you've been here two months. It's hard to gauge time. He's a regular Freddie Wilson, that one. Mr. Zuckerkorn, you've been warned about touching. Barry: You said spanking.

It walked on my pillow! Waiting for the Emmys. BTW did you know won 6 Emmys and was still canceled early by Fox? COME ON. I just haven't had sex in a month. You know, you've been here two months. It's hard to gauge time. Way to plant, Ann! If this were a Lifetime Moment of Truth movie, this would be our act break. But it wasn't.

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! Mom always taught us to curl up in a ball and remain motionless when confronted. For the same reason you should believe a hundred dollar bill is no more than a hundred pennies! Daddy horny, Michael. Steve Holt? The moron jock? Did Ted make an appointment? No. Well then Ted can GET THE HELL OUT OF THIS OFFICE! YOU GET THE HELL OUT! Ah coodle doodle doo, ah coodle doodle doo.

What about macaroni – let me finish – salad? Well excuse me, Judge Reinhold! We need a name. Maybe "Operation Hot Mother." No, let's try to top that. (They never did.)

Can't a guy call his mother pretty without it seeming strange? Amen. And how about that little piece of tail on her? Cute! And although the intervention didn't work, it turned into one of the Bluth family's better parties. Butterscotch! Want a lick? Great, now I'm gonna smell to high heaven like a tuna melt! Heart attack never stopped old big bear!

Hey, look at that – you're mean sober, too. I didn't get into this business to please sophomore Tracy Schwartzman, so… onward and upward. On… Why, Tracy?! Why?!! Come on, this is a Bluth family celebration. It's no place for children. Michael, look, this has got to stop. I mean, flattered? Yes. Interested? Not tonight. Say goodbye to THESE! I've always been deeply passionate about nature. Perhaps you remember Neuterfest? I'll never forget your wedding. If that man's straight, then I am sober.

This is the best free scrapbooking class I've ever taken! And here you are coming out of your mother's third base! A million [bleep]ing diamonds! This is not what it looks like. It looks like you're tweaking her nipples through a chain-link fence. Are you aware of this? Coming soon. Indeed. I shall hide behind the couch. (Guy's a pro.) Can't a guy call his mother pretty without it seeming strange? Amen. And how about that little piece of tail on her? Cute! Let me take off my assistant's skirt and put on my Barbra-Streisand-in-The-Prince-of-Tides ass-masking therapist pantsuit.

This objectification of women has to stop. It's just Mom and whores. I don't care if it takes from now till the end of Shrimpfest. I'm a scholar. I enjoy scholarly pursuits. Suddenly playing with yourself is a scholarly pursuit? 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! O-kay, who'd like a banger in the mouth? After all, why should you go to jail for a crime somebody else noticed? There's a girl in my soup! Suddenly he's too much of a big-shot to brush mother's hair.