I don't appreciate the dry British humor. I got Michael out of his marriage, didn't I? Actually, she died. Happy Franklin Friday. Are you aware of this? Coming soon. Indeed.

Yes. Lindsay and I are planning a night of heterosexual intercourse. When a man needs to prove to a woman that he's actually… When a man loves a woman… I'm a scholar. I enjoy scholarly pursuits. Suddenly playing with yourself is a scholarly pursuit? This objectification of women has to stop. It's just Mom and whores. Mom always taught us to curl up in a ball and remain motionless when confronted. Daddy horny, Michael. Are all the guys in here… you know? George Sr: No not all of them. Barry: Yeah. It's never the ones you hope. 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.

What do you think about Sudden Valley? It sounds like a salad dressing, but for some reason I don't want to eat it. What, so the guy we are meeting with can't even grow his own hair? COME ON!

You're losing blood, aren't you? Gob: Probably, my socks are wet. What have we always said is the most important thing? In fact, it was a box of Oscar's legally obtained medical marijuana. Primo bud. Real sticky weed.

Steve Holt? The moron jock? I'm sure Egg is a great person. OH MY GOD, WE'RE HAVING A FIRE… sale. Oh, the burning! ♪♪ Amaaaaaaziiiing Graaaace ♪♪

Oh, like when they say "poofter" to mean "tourist", yes. Chaw-chee, chaw-chee chaw-chee! Coo coo ca cha! Ah coodle doodle do Caw ca caw, caw ca caw. But anyhoo, can you believe that the only reason the club is going under is because it's in a terrifying neighborhood? Ann, you need to decide whether you want a man or a boy. I know how I'd answer. Look what the homosexuals have done to me! You can't just comb that out and reset it?

How about a turtle? I've always loved those leathery little snappy faces. Boy, I sure feel like a Mary without a Peter and a Paul. No! These are just strippers! Look how hot they are! They want to break his legs. It's a good thing he's already got that little scooter.

I believe you will find the dessert to be both engrossing and high-grossing! So we don't get dessert? Hey, maybe you could pop a tent outside with your cousin Maeby… it'd be a good chance to rub off on her. I made a huge tiny mistake. Go ahead, touch the cornballer. 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. I need a tea to give my dingle less tingle.

Look at us, crying like a bunch of girls on the last day of camp. Excuse me while I circumvent you. The old reach-around. She's not 'that Mexican', Mom. She's my Mexican. And she's Colombian or something. What do you expect, Mother? I'm half machine! I'm a monster!! Michael, you are not quite the ladies man I had pictured. Hopefully, we will remedy that when we are in the spa spreading body chocolate on each other.

I mean, it's one banana, Michael. What could it cost, ten dollars? I know, I just call her Annabelle cause she's shaped like a… she's the belle of the ball!