Butterscotch! Want a lick? I mean, it's one banana, Michael. What could it cost, ten dollars? Up yours, granny! You couldn't handle it!

Can't a guy call his mother pretty without it seeming strange? Amen. And how about that little piece of tail on her? Cute! Heyyyy Uncle Father Oscar. First I blow him, then I poke him. She's trying to prove that she's closer to my children than I am, but the joke's on her, because she doesn't know how little I care for GOB. No one was making fun of Andy Griffith. I can't emphasize that enough. The only thing more terrifying than the escaped lunatic's hook was his twisted call… Hey campers!

Taste the happy, Michael. Taste it. It tastes kind of like sad. ♪♪ It's The Final Countdown ♪♪ George Michael may be suffering from what we in the soft-sciences call Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, or the "OC Disorder." You might enjoy this. Oh. Em. Gee. That's amazing.

Get rid of the Seaward. Lucille: I'll leave when I'm good and ready. Hey, maybe you could pop a tent outside with your cousin Maeby… it'd be a good chance to rub off on her. How could I say no to the woman who gave me chlamydia?

Mission Accomplished. Taste the happy, Michael. Taste it. It tastes kind of like sad. And don't make the water too hot. The scabs come right off.

You can control your bladder when you're dead! He… she… what's the difference? Oh hear, hear. In the dark, it all looks the same. Early. Make love in your *own* hand, Mother! Yes, she happens to be more experienced than a normal girl, but sometimes love should be… terrifying. Hair up, glasses off. Turns out he ended up getting too friendly with the teddy bear. Got a big ass room at the travelodge. What a fun, sexy time for you.

And guess what else is back. [slow wink] My breakfast? My friskiness. Mama horny Michael. [climbing under trampoline] This shall keep me safe from the hot Mexican sun. A million [bleep]ing diamonds! Daddy horny, Michael. Wow. We're just blowing through nap time, aren't we. Well, I spent so much time making sweet love on my wife that it's hard to hear anything over the clatter of her breasts.

Turn this skiff around! If I look like a man who made love to his wife last night – it's because I almost did. You just grab that brownish area by its points and you don't let go no matter what your mother tells you! Do the right thing here. String this blind girl along so that dad doesn't have to pay his debt to society. A sea of waiters and no one will take a drink order. A sea of waiters and no one will take a drink order.

Well, if you want to play Eve, you got to get in line behind what, above five homos. I need a fake passport, preferably to France… I like the way they think. Michael, look, this has got to stop. I mean, flattered? Yes. Interested? Not tonight. A sea of waiters and no one will take a drink order. Now, do you wanna steer, or are you too old to sit on your Pop's lap and drive?

Ann certainly has a great deal of Mass. I've always been deeply passionate about nature. Perhaps you remember Neuterfest? M: I'll never forget your wedding. Oh, I don't have any drugs for sale, unless… did you want me to follow you to your car? ♪♪ It ain't easy being white… ♪♪ OH MY GOD, WE'RE HAVING A FIRE… sale. Oh, the burning! ♪♪ Amaaaaaaziiiing Graaaace ♪♪