Please refrain from Mayoneggs during this salmonella scare. You don't want a hungry dove down your pants. She calls it a mayonegg. [Stabbing Gob] White power! Gob: I'm white! She tried pesto for the first time. Imagine that, 92 years old and she never tried pesto. Mission Accomplished.

[climbing under trampoline] This shall keep me safe from the hot Mexican sun. Oh, COME ON! Well excuse me, Judge Reinhold. Can't a guy call his mother pretty without it seeming strange? Amen. And how about that little piece of tail on her? Cute! ♪♪ And the thought of rubbin' you is getting so exciting. Sky rockets in flight! Afternoon delight! ♪♪

I [bleeped] the business model. Yeah, she had all kinds of orgasms. If you didn't have adult onset diabetes, I wouldn't mind giving you a little sugar.

It's a wonderful restaurant! The worst that could happen is that I could spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit. COME ON.

I figured out a way to make money while I'm working! You can control your bladder when you're dead! Well, obviously, I'm not a big guy. I'm not a Carl Weathers, par example. Yeah, like I'm going to spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit? Come on! I hate the Wetlands. They're stupid and wet, and there are bugs everywhere, and I think I maced a crane. I'll be in the hospital bar. You know there isn't a hospital bar, Mother. Well, this is why people hate hospitals. The guy runs a prison, he can have any piece of ass he wants.

This was a big get for God. It's sort of like going from prime rib to… I don't know… weird brother of prime rib. The only thing I found in the fridge was a dead dove in a bag. Gob: You didn't eat that, did you? Buster, you remember when we were kissing last night? Buster: It was a wild, wild ride. I spent so much time making sweet love on my wife that it's hard to hear anything over the clatter of her breasts. 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? They're not gonna strip, right? I told them not to, but I can't guarantee their instincts won't kick in.

The only thing I found in the fridge was a dead dove in a bag. They frame my junk. She's always got to wedge herself in the middle of us so that she can control everything. Yeah. Mom's awesome. Caw ca caw, caw ca caw, caw ca caw, caw ca caw. No, no, it's pronounced a-nal-ra-pist. It wasn't really the pronunciation that bothered me. Second-of-ly, I know you're the big marriage expert. Oh I'm sorry, I forgot, your wife is dead. I've used one adjective to describe myself. What is it? You might enjoy this. Oh. Em. Gee. That's amazing.

Fried cheese… with club sauce. Sister's my new mother, Mother. And is it just me or is she looking hotter? If you're suggesting I play favorites, you're wrong. I love all of my children equally. [earlier] I don't care for Gob. Chickens don't clap! Yeah, like anyone would want to R her. The Army had half a day. There's a girl in my soup! Yes, she happens to be more experienced than a normal girl, but sometimes love should be… terrifying.

Yeah, like I'm going to spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit? Come on! I think that's one of Mom's little fibs, you know, like I'll sacrifice anything for my children. Go ahead, touch the Cornballer. How about a turtle? I've always loved those leathery little snappy faces. Oh, yes, there absolutely will be a margarita made in my mouth.

George Bush doesn't care about black puppets. That's my son, you pothead! Mr. Zuckerkorn, you've been warned about touching. You said spanking. If you don't start pulling your weight around here its going to be shape up, or…ship up. It's Sunday, but screw it — juice box time.