I am getting rid of this thing. It has caused me nothing but pride and self-respect. I was hoping he would be gifted sexually. Chickens don't clap! What's next, Michael? Are you going to make dancing illegal? Is this the tiny town from Footloose? But I did finally get into Dad's pants. Although I had to have the crotch taken in a little bit. For the same reason you should believe a hundred dollar bill is no more than a hundred pennies!

I don't want no part of yo tight-ass country-club, ya freak bitch! I've always been deeply passionate about nature. Perhaps you remember Neuterfest? M: I'll never forget your wedding. It feels good to be back in a queen! NO TOUCHING! What, so the guy we are meeting with can't even grow his own hair? COME ON! It's a jetpack, Michael. What could possibly go wrong? Hey, it was one night of wild passion! And yet you didn't notice her body? I like to look in the mirror. Well excuse me for liking the way they frame my junk!

So, what do you say? We got a basket full of father-son fun here. What's Kama Sutra oil? Maybe it's not for us. What a fun, sexy time for you. ♪♪ And the thought of rubbin' you is getting so exciting. Sky rockets in flight! Afternoon delight! ♪♪ One of the guys told me to take my head out of my BOTTOM and get back to work…my BOTTOM! I am having a love affair with this ice cream sandwich.

It's sort of like going from prime rib to… I don't know… weird brother of prime rib. Why are you squeezing me with your body? Dead Dove DO NOT EAT. No. I was ashamed to be _seen_ with you. I like being with you. Mr. Zuckerkorn, you've been warned about touching. Barry: You said spanking. Operation Hot Mother. It's a jetpack, Michael. What could possibly go wrong? In fact, it was a box of Oscar's legally obtained medical marijuana. Primo bud. Real sticky weed.

Dead Dove DO NOT EAT. Buster, what are you doing with mother's rape-horn? Coo coo ca chaw. Coo coo ca chaw. Heyyyyyy, Uncle Father Oscar. Dad would stage elaborate situations using a one-armed man to teach us lessons. Everybody dance NOW.

It's Sunday, but screw it — juice box time. You are a worse psychiatrist than you are a son-in-law and you will never get work as an actor because you have no talent. I know, I just call her Annabelle cause she's shaped like a… she's the belle of the ball!

No! These are just strippers! Look how hot they are! Well, yeah you've gotta lock that down. I made a huge tiny mistake.

I'm gonna build me an airport, put my name on it. Why, Michael? So you can fly away from your feelings? Michael, I'm your older brother. I'll never be proud of you. Her lawyers are claiming the seal is worth $250,000. And that's not even including Buster's Swatch. Happy Franklin Friday. I'm sure, wherever your father is, she loves you very much. What a fun, sexy time for you.

She tried pesto for the first time. Imagine that, 92 years old and she never tried pesto. She's not 'that Mexican', Mom. She's my Mexican. And she's Colombian or something. Did you enjoy your lunch, mom? You drank it fast enough. Heyyyyyy Uncle Father Oscar. The Army had half a day. If you're suggesting I play favorites, you're wrong. I love all of my children equally. I don't care for Gob.

Heyyyyyy, Uncle Father Oscar. I never thought I'd miss a hand so much! You go buy a tape recorder and record yourself for a whole day. I think you'll be surprised at some of your phrasing. 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. I'm a scholar. I enjoy scholarly pursuits. Suddenly playing with yourself is a scholarly pursuit? Buster, what are you doing with mother's rape horn? Interfere? I ought to pull down your pants and spank your ass raw. Michael: I'm sorry, have we met? In fact, it was a box of Oscar's legally obtained medical marijuana. Primo bud. Real sticky weed.