♪♪ It ain't easy being white. It ain't easy being brown. ♪♪ No, I was ashamed to be SEEN with you. I like being WITH you. Stack the chafing dishes outside by the mailbox. I'm on the job. Excuse me, do these effectively hide my thunder?

I'll sacrifice anything for my children. They don't allow you to have bees in here. Buster, what are you doing with mother's rape-horn? Chickens don't clap! GENE!! [screams] Michael, I'm your older brother. I'll never be proud of you.

Excuse me while I circumvent you. The old reach-around. Chickens don't clap! I could use a leather jacket for when I'm on my hog and have to go into a controlled slide. The Man Inside Me seems well reviewed. I'm tired of trying to find happiness through lies and self-medicating. If you need me, I'll be at the bar. I'm gonna build me an airport, put my name on it. Why, Michael? So you can fly away from your feelings?

No, I was ashamed to be SEEN with you. I like being with you. The only thing I found in the fridge was a dead dove in a bag. Gob: You didn't eat that, did you?

What have we always said is the most important thing? It's sort of like going from prime rib to… I don't know… weird brother of prime rib. I need a tea to give my dingle less tingle. That's the first time we were in the shower since our honeymoon. And this time, no tears. The worst that could happen is that I could spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit. COME ON. A-coodle-doodle-doo. A-coodle-doodle-doo.

I'll sacrifice anything for my children. This is not me encouraging you to go here and write a review. No. Let's see some bananas and nuts! It was for me. I was going to smoke the marijuana like a cigarette.

If you don't start pulling your weight around here its going to be shape up, or…ship up. She's not 'that Mexican', Mom. She's my Mexican. And she's Colombian or something. Let me take off my assistant's skirt and put on my Barbra-Streisand-in-The-Prince-of-Tides ass-masking therapist pantsuit. The guy runs a prison, he can have any piece of ass he wants. If you're suggesting I play favorites, you're wrong. I love all of my children equally. I don't care for Gob. Ohhh little guy. The tears aren't coming. The tears just aren't coming.

Teamocil. Oh, yes, there absolutely will be a margarita made in my mouth. But where did the lighter fluid come from? Well excuse me for liking the way they frame my junk! That's the first time we were in the shower since our honeymoon. And this time, no tears. We need a name. Maybe "Operation Hot Mother." No, let's try to top that. (They never did.) Well, obviously, I'm not a big guy. I'm not a Carl Weathers, par example. Butterscotch! Want a lick?

Let's make Ann the backup, okay? Very good way to think about her, as a backup. She keeps saying that God is going to show me a sign. The… something of my ways. Wisdom? I'm afraid I'm with Michael on this one. The guy runs a prison, he can have any piece of ass he wants. I just don't want him to point out my cracker ass in front of Ann. Don't leave your Uncle T-bag hanging. Te quiero. English, please. I love you! Great, now I'm late. Turns out he ended up getting too friendly with the teddy bear.

Yeah, like I'm going to spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit? Come on! Waiting for the Emmys. BTW did you know won 6 Emmys and was still canceled early by Fox? COME ON. Mister gay is bleeding! Mister gay!