Wow. We're just blowing through nap time, aren't we. Well, OK, have sex with this girl. Right now. Get in there, have some sex with her. This show was cancelled. I mean, COME ON. No, it's the opposite. It's like my heart is getting hard. They're not gonna strip, right? I told them not to, but I can't guarantee their instincts won't kick in. It feels good to be back in a queen! Fun and failure both start out the same way. I believe you will find the dessert to be both engrossing and high-grossing! So we don't get dessert?

Let me out that Queen. Oh, I don't have any drugs for sale, unless… did you want me to follow you to your car? It's a wonderful restaurant!

Please refrain from Mayoneggs during this salmonella scare. It feels good to be back in a queen! I prematurely shot my wad on what was supposed to be a dry run, so now I'm afraid I have something of a mess on my hands. Fried cheese… with club sauce. Popcorn shrimp… with club sauce. Chicken fingers… with spicy club sauce. Tobias Fünke costume. If that man's straight, then I am sober. I need a tea to give my dingle less tingle.

If this were a Lifetime Moment of Truth movie, this would be our act break. But it wasn't. The only thing I found in the fridge was a dead dove in a bag.

Do the right thing here. String this blind girl along so that dad doesn't have to pay his debt to society. A-coodle-doodle-doo. A-coodle-doodle-doo. Wow. We're just blowing through nap time, aren't we? Heyyyy Uncle Father Oscar. 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. I need a tea to give my dingle less tingle. It's so watery. And yet there's a smack of ham to it.

I don't appreciate the dry British humor. The CIA should've just Googled for his hideout, evidently. In prison, you just have to close your eyes and take it, but here you have to close your eyes and give it. [Stabbing Gob] White power! Gob: I'm white! Mister gay is bleeding! Mister gay! Yeah, like anyone would want to R her. Let me give that oatmeal some brown sugar.

I'm not a prostitute. Michael: Then I shall let you live! We need a name. Maybe 'Operation Hot Mother'. This show was cancelled. I mean, COME ON. I need a tea to give my dingle less tingle. Monday morning. COME ON! Talk you off what, Pop Pop? Yeah, like anyone would want to R her. It looks like you've been looking for dragons… in the future.

Even though so many people in this office are begging for it. What, so the guy we are meeting with can't even grow his own hair? COME ON!

Talk you off what, Pop Pop? If I wanted something your thumb touched, I'd eat the inside of your ear. Wow, this is the best free scrapbooking class I've ever taken! ps This one really cracks me up for some reason. Chickens don't clap! Oh, yes, there absolutely will be a margarita made in my mouth. Did Ted make an appointment? No. Well, then Ted can GET THE HELL OUT OF THIS OFFICE! YOU GET THE HELL OUT! And with deep, deep concentration and, and great focus, he's often able to achieve an erect– See for more good stuff.

I never thought I'd miss a hand so much! I just haven't had sex in a month. You know, you've been here two months. It's hard to gauge time. Buster's in what we like to call a light to no coma. In laymans terms, it might be considered a very heavy nap. I'm gonna build me an airport, put my name on it. Why, Michael? So you can fly away from your feelings? I want to cry so bad, but I don't think I can spare the moisture. I hear the jury's still out on science. You stay on top of her Buddy. Don't be afraid to ride her. Hard. I've been in the film business for a while but I just cant seem to get one in the can.