I need a fake passport, preferably to France… I like the way they think. When a man needs to prove to a woman that he's actually… When a man loves a woman… Operation Hot Mother. I'm sure Egg is a great person.

However, she mistook the drowsy eye alcohol warning for a winking eye alcohol suggestion. There are very few intelligent, attractive and straight men in this town. Well, that certainly leaves me out. You want your belt to buckle, not your chair. Aren't you the sweetest thing, spending time with what's left of your uncle. Look, you are playing adults…with fully formed libidos, not 2 young men playing grab-ass in the shower. What's next, Michael? Are you going to make dancing illegal? Is this the tiny town from Footloose? This was a big get for God. Let the great experiment begin!

A million [bleep]ing diamonds! I know, I just call her Annabelle cause she's shaped like a… she's the belle of the ball! Yeah, like I'm going to take a whiz through this $5,000 suit. COME ON. You want to have some guy reach around you in the middle of the night, start messing with your junk? A million ****ing diamonds!

I'M A MONSTER!! I [bleeped] the business model. Yeah, she had all kinds of orgasms. Sorry, some of my students are arguing the significance of the shankbone on the seder plate. But we do not - NOT wag our genitals at one another to make a point. What's gotten into you? Have you been eating cheese? Hahahahah! Speaking of settling, How's Ann? Now, do you wanna steer, or are you too old to sit on your Pop's lap and drive? Are you at all concerned about an uprising?

Maybe it was the other George Michael. You know, the singer-songwriter. Don't worry, these young beauties have been nowhere near the bananas. George Michael, you want to put your head down there by his drainage shunt? I'm not interested in you that way. Tobias: What way? Michael: Pick one. Buster's in what we like to call a light to no coma. In laymans terms, it might be considered a very heavy nap. They want to break his legs. It's a good thing he's already got that little scooter. A Colombian cartel that WON'T kidnap and kill you.

She's a contestant. It's sorta like an inner beauty pageant. Ah, there it is. No one was making fun of Andy Griffith. I can't emphasize that enough. Talk you off what, Pop Pop? Well, Michael, I did not find their buffoonery amusing. O-kay, who'd like a banger in the mouth? I know she's a brownish area! With points! And I love her! I know, I just call her Annabelle cause she's shaped like a… she's the belle of the ball!

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. Heyyyyyy Uncle Father Oscar. It's a jetpack, Michael. What could go wrong? Everything they do is so dramatic and flamboyant. It just makes me want to set myself on fire. - Lucille Bluth. ♪♪ It ain't easy being white… ♪♪ Maybe it was the eleven months he spent in the womb. The doctor said there were claw marks on the walls of her uterus. There's been a lot of lying in this family. And a lot of love! More lies. Dad would stage elaborate situations using a one-armed man to teach us lessons.

Heyyyyyy Uncle Father Oscar. Buster, what are you doing with mother's rape horn? Don't ask "Can I"… ask "I Can!" She's a girl, I need to teach her how to be a woman. Within her lies a queen. Let me out that queen. I need a fake passport, preferably to France…I like the way they think. You must teach me the ways of the secular flesh.

YOU'RE the Chiclet! Not me. Caw ca caw, caw ca caw, caw ca caw! I'll be in the hospital bar. You know there isn't a hospital bar, Mother. Well, this is why people hate hospitals.

I'm afraid I'm with Michael on this one. The guy runs a prison, he can have any piece of ass he wants. One of the guys told me to take my head out of my BOTTOM and get back to work…my BOTTOM! Hahahaha. Why are you squeezing me with your body? It's a hug, Michael. I'm hugging you. Mom always taught us to curl up in a ball and remain motionless when confronted.