Fried cheese… with club sauce. I've been in the film business for a while but I just cant seem to get one in the can. Who? i just dont want him to point out my cracker ass in front of ann.

Heyyyy Uncle Father Oscar. No, I was ashamed to be SEEN with you. I like being with you. I've got a nice hard cot with his name on it. You'd do that to your own brother? I said "cot." Hola, is Rosa still alive? No? Well this is not my day. Don't call my escorts whores.

Family Love Michael. I don't care if it takes from now till the end of Shrimpfest. Look, you are playing adults…with fully formed libidos, not 2 young men playing grab-ass in the shower. George Bush doesn't care about black puppets. He's a regular Freddie Wilson, that one.

Why are you squeezing me with your body? It's a hug, Michael. I'm hugging you. Everybody dance… NOW. I'm not interested in you that way. Tobias: What way? Michael: Pick one. I'll buy you a hundred George Michaels that you can teach to drive! I've been in the film business for a while but I just cant seem to get one in the can.

I will be a bigger and hairier mole than the one on your inner left thigh! Say something that will terrify me. Lindsay: F*** me. Tobias: No, that didn't do it. Yeah, well, have you seen the new Mustang? You could hump that hood. I'm not a prostitute. Michael: Then I shall let you live! Michael was having brunch with Sally Sitwell at a restaurant called Skip Church's Bistro. In addition to brunch, the restaurant was known for an item on the menu called the "Skip's Scramble", an omelet that contained everything on the menu. Do not order the Skip's Scramble.

Maybe it was the other George Michael. You know, the singer-songwriter. She's always got to wedge herself in the middle of us so that she can control everything. Yeah. Mom's awesome. I will be a bigger and hairier mole than the one on your inner left thigh! Aren't you the sweetest thing, spending time with what's left of your uncle. And guess what else is back. [slow wink] My breakfast? My friskiness. Mama horny Michael. We all need to pick a day to try and make trend.

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. Everybody dance… NOW. Stop it, stop it. This objectification of women has to stop. It's just Mom and whores. Heart attack never stopped old big bear! It walked on my pillow!

Do the right thing here. String this blind girl along so that dad doesn't have to pay his debt to society. Suddenly he's too much of a big-shot to brush mother's hair. Stop it, stop it. This objectification of women has to stop. Michael: It's just Mom and whores. Operation Hot Mother.

I'm sure, wherever your father is, she loves you very much. I was hoping he would be gifted sexually. I'm not interested in you that way. Tobias: What way? Michael: Pick one. There's unlimited juice? This party is gonna be off the hook. Oh, COME ON!

Tobias Fünke costume. Are you at all concerned about an uprising? The only thing more terrifying than the escaped lunatic's hook was his twisted call… Hey campers! Heyyyyy, hermano.