If you don't start pulling your weight around here its going to be shape up, or…ship up. Taste the happy, Michael! Taste it! I'm not a prostitute. Then I shall let you live! Hey, it was one night of wild passion! And yet you didn't notice her body? I like to look in the mirror. I've always been deeply passionate about nature. Perhaps you remember Neuterfest? I'll never forget your wedding. Sweet old thing. Only two of those words describe Mom, so I know you're lying to me. Way to plant, Ann!

She wanted to look 48. I nearly airbrushed her into oblivion. Ended up checking "albino" on the form. Sure, let the little fruit do it. HUZZAH! Mister gay is bleeding! Mister gay! Did you know that more frozen bananas are sold right here on this boardwalk than anywhere in the OC?

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! Taste the happy, Michael. Taste it. It tastes kind of like sad. One for the ladies.

Turn this skiff around! Taste the happy, Michael! Taste it! We'll have to find something to do so that people can look at you without wanting to kill themselves. Friday night. This objectification of women has to stop. It's just Mom and whores. I don't want no part of yo' tight-ass country club, ya freak bitch! Even though so many people in this office are begging for it.

The worst that could happen is that I could spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit. COME ON. Sorry, some of my students are arguing the significance of the shankbone on the seder plate. But we do not - NOT wag our genitals at one another to make a point. Stop licking my hand, you horse's ass! This is not what it looks like. It looks like you're tweaking her nipples through a chain-link fence. Say goodbye to THESE!

Happy Franklin Friday. This show was cancelled. I mean, COME ON. God knows they're squinters. Wow. We're just blowing through nap time, aren't we. 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. It's like my heart is getting hard. What have we always said is the most important thing? My brother wasn't optimistic it could be done, but I didn't take "wasn't optimistic it could be done" for an answer.

I'm gonna build me an airport, put my name on it. Why, Michael? So you can fly away from your feelings? Chickens don't clap! Stack the chafing dishes outside by the mailbox. I'm on the job. I deceived you, mom. Tricked makes it sound like we have a playful relationship.

But where did the lighter fluid come from? The Man Inside Me seems well reviewed. The worst that could happen is that I could spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit. COME ON. Who? i just dont want him to point out my cracker ass in front of ann. Operation Hot Mother.

Don't worry, these young beauties have been nowhere near the bananas. Turns out he ended up getting too friendly with the teddy bear. It's so watery. And yet there's a smack of ham to it. I'll have a vodka rocks. (Mom, it's breakfast time.) And a piece of toast. No, Pop-pop does not get a treat, I just brought you a [bleep]ing pizza. Yeah, well, have you seen the new Mustang? You could hump that hood. Maybe it was the other George Michael. You know, the singer-songwriter.

I made a huge tiny mistake. Either I zip down, or he zips up, and that is a mighty long zipper on Mother's Cher jumpsuit. Bob Loblaw Lobs Law Bomb. I made a huge tiny mistake. Yeah, like I'm going to spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit? Come on! Look at us, crying like a bunch of girls on the last day of camp.