What do you think about Sudden Valley? It sounds like a salad dressing, but for some reason I don't want to eat it. She calls it a Mayonegg. Well excuse me, Judge Reinhold! In prison, you just have to close your eyes and take it, but here you have to close your eyes and give it. And guess what else is back. [slow wink] My breakfast? My friskiness. Mama horny Michael. Someone order 140 pounds of upper body strength? But I'm the oldest. The matriarch if you will.

I [bleeped] the business model. Yeah, she had all kinds of orgasms. Speaking of settling, How's Ann? Buster's in what we like to call a light to no coma. In laymans terms, it might be considered a very heavy nap. Friday night.

I cheated and I lied and I whored around. Daddy horny, Michael. Friend of mine from college. He also has a boat tho not called the Seaward. Family Love Michael. You're blowing my mind, Frank.

In fact, it was a box of Oscar's legally obtained medical marijuana. Primo bud. Real sticky weed. And don't make the water too hot. The scabs come right off. And THAT'S why you always leave a note. A lady of the evening. Working girl. She turns illusions for money. Wow. We're just blowing through nap time, aren't we? No! These are just strippers! Look how hot they are!

I didn't mean who… I meant… her? Way to plant, Ann! I'm an ideas man, Michael. I think I proved that with "Fuck Mountain." I could use a leather jacket for when I'm on my hog and have to go into a controlled slide. Happy. It's ok. You be with Yam.

It's OUR nausea. He… she… what's the difference? Oh hear, hear. In the dark, it all looks the same. Early.

What's gotten into you? Have you been eating cheese? The CIA should've just Googled for his hideout, evidently. 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. They're not gonna strip, right? I told them not to, but I can't guarantee their instincts won't kick in. I didn't get into this business to please sophomore Tracy Schwartzman, so… onward and upward. On… Why, Tracy?! Why?!! They frame my junk.

But I didn't take wasn't optimistic it could be done for an answer. Taste the happy, Michael. Taste it. It tastes kind of like sad. Annyong.

I think that's one of Mom's little fibs, you know, like I'll sacrifice anything for my children. Michael, I'm your older brother. I'll never be proud of you. Hey, maybe you could pop a tent outside with your cousin Maeby… it'd be a good chance to rub off on her.

There are dozens of us! DOZENS! Friend of mine from college. He also has a boat tho not called the Seaward. I never thought I'd miss a hand so much!