I hear the jury's still out on science. I don't want no part of yo' tight-ass country club, ya freak bitch! Aren't you the sweetest thing, spending time with what's left of your uncle. Please refrain from discussing or engaging in any sort of interoffice [bleep] or [bleep] or finger[bleep] or [bleep]sting or [bleep] or even [bleep]. He… she… what's the difference? Oh hear, hear. In the dark, it all looks the same.

This was a big get for God. They're not gonna strip, right? I told them not to, but I can't guarantee their instincts won't kick in.

I know, I just call her Annabelle cause she's shaped like a…she's the belle of the ball! A trick is something a whore does for money… or cocaine. You are a worse psychiatrist than you are a son-in-law and you will never get work as an actor because you have no talent. Up yours, granny! You couldn't handle it! Or it could be your colon. I'd want to get in there and find some answers.

I cheated and I lied and I whored around. Did you know that more frozen bananas are sold right here on this boardwalk than anywhere in the OC? Taste the happy, Michael! Taste it! Mom always taught us to curl up in a ball and remain motionless when confronted. Friend of mine from college. He also has a boat tho not called the Seaward.

Heart attack never stopped old big bear. I'm in Vegas this week and would like to point out the Blue Man Group is *actually* hiring. The support group? Daddy horny, Michael. It looks like you've been looking for dragons… in the future. I hear the jury's still out on science. And the soup of the day is bread.

Say goodbye to THESE! 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'm gonna build me an airport, put my name on it. Why, Michael? So you can fly away from your feelings? Annyong. NO TOUCHING! ♪♪ It's The Final Countdown ♪♪

If I wanted something your thumb touched I'd eat the inside of your ear. Did you know that more frozen bananas are sold right here on this boardwalk than anywhere on the OC? Let me give that oatmeal some brown sugar.

The CIA should've just Googled for his hideout, evidently. I see you've wasted no time in filling my seat hole. And with deep, deep concentration and, and great focus, he's often able to achieve an erect– 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. Those are balls. That's how Tony Wonder lost a nut. OH MY GOD, WE'RE HAVING A FIRE… sale. Oh, the burning! ♪♪ Amaaaaaaziiiing Graaaace ♪♪

So maybe you could start jete-ing, and stop je-terrorizing me! Well, if you want to play Eve, you got to get in line behind what, above five homos. A-coodle-doodle-doo. A-coodle-doodle-doo. A group of British builders operating outside the O.C. If this were a Lifetime Moment of Truth movie, this would be our act break. But it wasn't. Do you guys know where I could get one of those gold necklaces with the T on it? That's a cross. Across from where? You're Killing Me, Buster.