Maybe it was the eleven months he spent in the womb. The doctor said there were claw marks on the walls of her uterus. But anyhoo, can you believe that the only reason the club is going under is because it's in a terrifying neighborhood? ¡Soy loco por los Cornballs! Did you enjoy your lunch, mom? You drank it fast enough. Up yours, granny! You couldn't handle it! I've been in the film business for a while but I just cant seem to get one in the can. The only person that gets Lucille this excited is Gene. Chickens don't clap!

You can control your bladder when you're dead! Taste the happy, Michael! Taste it! What a fun, sexy time for you. Say goodbye to THESE!

No one was making fun of Andy Griffith. I can't emphasize that enough. In prison, you just have to close your eyes and take it, but here you have to close your eyes and give it. Pound is tic-tac-toe right? We have unlimited juice? This party is going to be off the hook.

Oh, yeah, the $4,000 suit is holding the elevator for a guy who doesn't make that in 3 months. Come on! Michael, look, this has got to stop. I mean, flattered? Yes. Interested? Not tonight. Whenever she'd change clothes, she'd make me wait on the balcony until zip-up, and yet anything goes at bath time. Everything they do is so dramatic and flamboyant. It just makes me want to set myself on fire. - Lucille Bluth. Wine only turns to alcohol if you let it sit. Look, you are playing adults…with fully formed libidos, not 2 young men playing grab-ass in the shower.

Well excuse me, Judge Reinhold! It's Sunday, but screw it — juice box time. Whoa whoa whoa whoa. Wait. Are you telling me you have a multi-stage trick with hidden identities?

This is not what it looks like. It looks like you're tweaking her nipples through a chain-link fence. You stay on top of her Buddy. Don't be afraid to ride her. Hard. Stop licking my hand, you horse's ass.

Yes, she happens to be more experienced than a normal girl, but sometimes love should be… terrifying. If I wanted something your thumb touched I'd eat the inside of your ear.

Happy Franklin Friday. No, I was ashamed to be SEEN with you. I like being with you. It's a wonderful restaurant!

Yeah, like anyone would want to R her. Everything they do is so dramatic and flamboyant. It just makes me want to set myself on fire. A lady of the evening. Working girl. She turns illusions for money. Let me take off my assistant's skirt and put on my Barbra-Streisand-in-The-Prince-of-Tides ass-masking therapist pantsuit. Excuse me while I circumvent you. The old reach-around. I didn't mean who… I meant… her? A Colombian cartel that WON'T kidnap and kill you. So Ann, the question is, do you want a man or a boy? I know how I would answer.

♪♪ It ain't easy being white… ♪♪ They frame my junk.