And with deep, deep concentration and, and great focus, he's often able to achieve an erect– My brother wasn't optimistic it could be done, but I didn't take "wasn't optimistic it could be done" for an answer.

George Michael, you want to put your head down there by his drainage shunt? Could it be love? I know what an erection feels like, Michael. No, it's the opposite. It's like my heart is getting hard. And THAT'S why you always leave a note. Each year, Oscar attempts the four hundred mile walk from Newport Beach to Berkeley, California. In the twelve years that he's attempted this, he's never made it farther than UC Irvine. Mom always taught us to curl up in a ball and remain motionless when confronted.

Fried cheese… with club sauce. Popcorn shrimp… with club sauce. Chicken fingers… with spicy club sauce. Ann certainly has a great deal of Mass. I know what an erection feels like, Michael. No, it's the opposite. It's like my heart is getting hard. Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot… your wife is dead!

Oh, yeah, the guy in the the $4,000 suit is holding the elevator for a guy who doesn't make that in three months. Come on! But I did finally get into Dad's pants. Although I had to have the crotch taken in a little bit. Go ahead, touch the Cornballer. O-kay, who'd like a banger in the mouth? I run a pretty tight ship around here. With a pool table. No, no, it's pronounced a-nal-ra-pist. Sweet old thing. Only two of those words describe Mom, so I know you're lying to me.

What's gotten into you? Have you been eating cheese? Hahahahah! That's how Tony Wonder lost a nut. I see you've wasted no time in filling my seat hole. Operation Hot Mother.

I got Michael out of his marriage, didn't I? Actually, she died. Turn this skiff around! I don't want no part of yo tight-ass country-club, ya freak bitch! He's going to be all right. If I look like a man who made love to his wife last night – it's because I almost did.

Hey, look at that – you're mean sober, too. Saw this on the highway and almost blue myself. Hop on? If I look like a man who made love to his wife last night – it's because I almost did. Hey, Dad. Look at you. You're a year older…and a year closer to death. Buster: Oh yeah, I guess that's kind of funny. She's a contestant. It's sorta like an inner beauty pageant. Ah, there it is. I know what an erection feels like, Michael. How about a turtle? I've always loved those leathery little snappy faces. Never once touched my per diem. I'd go to Craft Service, get some raw veggies, bacon, Cup-A-Soup…baby, I got a stew goin'.

Mom always taught us to curl up in a ball and remain motionless when confronted. Don't leave your Uncle T-bag hanging.

Stop it, stop it. This objectification of women has to stop. Michael: It's just Mom and whores. Chickens don't clap! We need a name. Maybe "Operation Hot Mother." No, let's try to top that. (They never did.) Hey, maybe you could pop a tent outside with your cousin Maeby… it'd be a good chance to rub off on her. She's always got to wedge herself in the middle of us so that she can control everything. Yeah. Mom's awesome.

"Circumvent." It means "to go around." Gob: The old "reach around." There's unlimited juice? This party is gonna be off the hook. How am I supposed to find someone willing to go into that musty old claptrap? Everybody dance NOW. I know, I just call her Annabelle cause she's shaped like a…she's the belle of the ball! You stay on top of her Buddy. Don't be afraid to ride her. Hard. That was Tom Cruise, the actor. They said he was some kind of scientist.