I guess you can say I'm buy-curious. Do you have any idea how often you say the word afraid? Well, I know I used it in the Jacuzzi. Heart attack never stopped old big bear. Well, OK, have sex with this girl. Right now. Get in there, have some sex with her. Heyyyy Uncle Father Oscar. Are all the guys in here… you know? George Sr.: No, not all of them. Barry: Yeah. It's never the ones you hope. I'd rather be dead in California than alive in Arizona. I've made a huge tiny mistake.

Well, Michael, I did not find their buffoonery amusing. She keeps saying that God is going to show me a sign. The… something of my ways. One of the guys told me to take my head out of my BOTTOM and get back to work…my BOTTOM! Hahahaha. It's Sunday, but screw it — juice box time. How could I say no to the woman who gave me chlamydia?

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 an ideas man, Michael. I think I proved that with "Fuck Mountain." I hear the jury's still out on science. When a.. man.. needs to prove to a woman that he's actually.. [pause].. When a man loves a woman.. Did you know that more frozen bananas are sold right here on this boardwalk than anywhere on the OC? Either I zip down, or he zips up, and that is a mighty long zipper on Mother's Cher jumpsuit. I need a fake passport, preferably to France… I like the way they think.

He… she… what's the difference? Oh hear, hear. In the dark, it all looks the same. Annyong. I run a pretty tight ship around here. With a pool table. It's a gaming ship. What's gotten into you? Have you been eating cheese? Hahahahah! Although George Michael had only got to second base, he'd gone in head first, like Pete Rose. You want your belt to buckle, not your chair.

Everybody dance… NOW. So maybe you could start jete-ing, and stop je-terrorizing me!

I hear the jury's still out on science. I shall hide behind the couch. (Guy's a pro.) [climbing under trampoline] This shall keep me safe from the hot Mexican sun. I spent so much time making sweet love on my wife that it's hard to hear anything over the clatter of her breasts. What do you think about Sudden Valley? It sounds like a salad dressing, but for some reason I don't want to eat it. There's unlimited juice? This party is gonna be off the hook. Of course. The "Bob Loblaw Law Blog." Wow. You, sir, are a mouthful!

They don't appreciate him. It's his glasses… they make him look like a lizard. Plus he's self-conscious. Oh, yeah, the guy in the the $4,000 suit is holding the elevator for a guy who doesn't make that in three months. Come on! What's next, Michael? Are you going to make dancing illegal? Is this the tiny town from Footloose? There are very few intelligent, attractive and straight men in this town. Well, that certainly leaves me out. Sure, let the little fruit do it. HUZZAH! But where did the lighter fluid come from? And THAT'S why you always leave a note. This objectification of women has to stop. It's just Mom and whores.

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, 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. Dead Dove DO NOT EAT. This was a big get for God. But anyhoo, can you believe that the only reason the club is going under is because it's in a terrifying neighborhood? Or it could be your colon. I'd want to get in there and find some answers.

They don't allow you to have bees in here. Ah, it is a rock, though. Should beat everything. Gob: There's not a lot of logic to it. Shémale. You don't want a hungry dove down your pants. Pound is tic-tac-toe, right?

If this were a Lifetime Moment of Truth movie, this would be our act break. But it wasn't. You can control your bladder when you're dead!