Dead Dove DO NOT EAT. Interfere? I ought to pull down your pants and spank your ass raw. Michael: I'm sorry, have we met? Could it be love? I know what an erection feels like, Michael. No, it's the opposite… like my heart is getting hard.

I hear the jury's still out on science. 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… after all these years, God's not going to take a call from you.

Shémale. It walked on my pillow! Sweet old thing. Only two of those words describe Mom, so I know you're lying to me. I know, I just call her Annabelle cause she's shaped like a…she's the belle of the ball! I'm afraid I'm with Michael on this one. The guy runs a prison, he can have any piece of ass he wants. She's not 'that Mexican', Mom. She's my Mexican. And she's Colombian or something.

Well excuse me, Judge Reinhold. Well excuse me, Judge Reinhold! [Stabbing Gob] White power! Gob: I'm white! Oh please. They didn't sneak into this country to be your friends.

Sure, let the little fruit do it. HUZZAH! I'm going to buy you the single healthiest call girl this town has ever seen. George Michael, you want to put your head down there by his drainage shunt? Everything they do is so dramatic and flamboyant. It just makes me want to set myself on fire. - Lucille Bluth. I [bleeped] the business model. Yeah, she had all kinds of orgasms. Speaking of settling, how's Ann?

I'm gonna build me an airport, put my name on it. Why, Michael? So you can fly away from your feelings? Let me out that Queen. In fact, it was a box of Oscar's legally obtained medical marijuana. Primo bud. Real sticky weed.

The Man Inside Me seems well reviewed. It's Sunday, but screw it — juice box time. Now, do you wanna steer, or are you too old to sit on your Pop's lap and drive? She calls it a mayonegg. I want to cry so bad, but I don't think I can spare the moisture. ♪♪ It ain't easy being white… ♪♪

A flower in my garden, a mystery in my panties. Even though sooooo many people in this office are begging for it.

I got Michael out of his marriage, didn't I? Actually, she died. There are very few intelligent, attractive and straight men in this town. Well, that certainly leaves me out. Way to plant, Ann!

I hear the jury's still out on science. No, it's the opposite. It's like my heart is getting hard. Chickens don't clap! Coo coo ca chaw. Coo coo ca chaw. Coo coo ca chaw. Interfere? I ought to pull down your pants and spank your ass raw. Michael: I'm sorry, have we met? It's, like, Hey, you want to go down to the whirlpool? Yeah, I don't have a husband. I call it Swing City. Ann certainly has a great deal of Mass. This is the best free scrapbooking class I've ever taken!