Excuse me, do these effectively hide my thunder? I made a huge tiny mistake. Even though so many people in this office are begging for it. Heart attack never stopped old big bear! 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. No one was making fun of Andy Griffith. I can't emphasize that enough.

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. Wow, this is the best free scrapbooking class I've ever taken! ps This one really cracks me up for some reason. We need a name. Maybe 'Operation Hot Mother'. [sniffs hand] Oh, God. I'm going to run this through again on "pots and pans." How do you know Steve Holt? Are you in AA? He also said some things African American-y wasn't ready to hear.

Make love in your *own* hand, Mother! The worst that could happen is that I could spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit. COME ON. Michael was concerned that he was caught in a lie about his family. The family was concerned that they were being confronted by a woman they had clubbed, drugged, and left on a bench. My brother wasn't optimistic it could be done, but I didn't take "wasn't optimistic it could be done" for an answer. Mom… after all these years, God's not going to take a call from you. For there's a man inside me, and only when he's finally out, can I walk free of pain. Her lawyers are claiming the seal is worth $250,000. And that's not even including Buster's Swatch. If I look like a man who made love to his wife last night – it's because I almost did.

I don't appreciate the dry British humor. Why are you squeezing me with your body? It's Sunday, but screw it — juice box time. Those are balls. How am I supposed to find someone willing to go into that musty old claptrap? You were just a turd out there, you know? You couldn't kick, and you couldn't run, you know? You were just a turd.

I just haven't had sex in a month. You know, you've been here two months. It's hard to gauge time. A Colombian cartel that WON'T kidnap and kill you. A-coodle-doodle-doo. A-coodle-doodle-doo. Buster's in what we like to call a light to no coma. In layman's terms, it might be considered a very heavy nap. What have we always said is the most important thing?

Got a big ass room at the travelodge. What a fun, sexy time for you. No, it's the opposite. It's like my heart is getting hard. I know what an erection feels like, Michael. What have we always said is the most important thing? This is not me encouraging you to go here and write a review. No.

Taste the happy, Michael! Taste it! I need a fake passport, preferably to France…I like the way they think. Well, obviously, I'm not a big guy. I'm not a Carl Weathers, par example. He's going to be all right. Whenever she'd change clothes, she'd make me wait on the balcony until zip-up, and yet anything goes at bath time.

You stay on top of her Buddy. Don't be afraid to ride her. Hard. Also, your knee is on my heart.

Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot… your wife is dead! Yeah, that's a cultural problem is what it is. You know, your average American male is in a perpetual state of adolescence, you know, arrested development. (Hey. That's the name of the show!) Tobias is Queen Mary. George Michael, you want to put your head down there by his drainage shunt? I know what an erection feels like, Michael. No, it's the opposite. It's like my heart is getting hard. Yes. Lindsay and I are planning a night of heterosexual intercourse.

How about a turtle? I've always loved those leathery little snappy faces. You're losing blood, aren't you? Gob: Probably, my socks are wet. I've always been deeply passionate about nature. Perhaps you remember Neuterfest? Did you enjoy your lunch, mom? You drank it fast enough. Ann certainly has a great deal of Mass. A Colombian cartel that WON'T kidnap and kill you. It's a wonderful restaurant! You're Killing Me, Buster.