Hey, it was one night of wild passion! Michael: And yet you didn't notice her body? Gob: I like to look in the mirror. Well, they got the Asian right… "hotties" might be a stretch. There's a girl in my soup! Or it could be your colon. I'd want to get in there and find some answers. Mom… after all these years, God's not going to take a call from you. Oh, I can just taste those meaty leading man parts in my mouth.

Happy Franklin Friday. It's as Ann as the nose on Plain's face. These are my awards, Mother. From Army. The seal is for marksmanship, and the gorilla is for sand racing. Did you enjoy your lunch, mom? You drank it fast enough. It seems like only yesterday you were bursting forth from your mother's fertile womb. And I am rock steady. No more dizzies.

Ann certainly has a great deal of Mass. If mother sees this, she will blow a cow. If you don't start pulling your weight around here its going to be shape up, or…ship up. I guess you can say I'm buy-curious. 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 tried pesto for the first time. Imagine that, 92 years old and she never tried pesto. Uncle Gob, was Aunt Lindsay ever pregnant? Yeah, sure, dozens of times.

You're Killing Me, Buster. Her lawyers are claiming the seal is worth $250,000. And that's not even including Buster's Swatch. Suddenly he's too much of a big-shot to brush mother's hair. 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. She calls it a Mayonegg. How do you know Steve Holt? Are you in AA? I made a huge tiny mistake.

What, so the guy we are meeting with can't even grow his own hair? COME ON! You go buy a tape recorder and record yourself for a whole day. I think you'll be surprised at some of your phrasing. It's ok. You be with Yam. This objectification of women has to stop. It's just Mom and whores. Quicken! Premiere!

Can you believe that the only reason the club is going under is because it's in a terrifying neighborhood? A trick is something a whore does for money… or cocaine.

¡Soy loco por los Cornballs! I cheated and I lied and I whored around. God knows they're squinters. If I look like a man who made love to his wife last night – it's because I almost did.

Heyyyy Uncle Father Oscar. Someone order 140 pounds of upper body strength? Taste the happy, Michael. Taste it. It tastes kind of like sad. She calls it a mayonegg. Do the right thing here. String this blind girl along so that dad doesn't have to pay his debt to society. She's a girl, I need to teach her how to be a woman. Within her lies a queen. Let me out that queen. Maybe it was the other George Michael. You know, the singer-songwriter. But anyhoo, can you believe that the only reason the club is going under is because it's in a terrifying neighborhood?

I figured out a way to make money while I'm working! Caw ca caw, caw ca caw, caw ca caw, caw ca caw. Are you at all concerned about an uprising? No, no, it's pronounced a-nal-ra-pist. It wasn't really the pronunciation that bothered me.

You don't want a hungry dove down your pants. Well, OK, have sex with this girl. Right now. Get in there, have some sex with her.