Ah, it is a rock, though. Should beat everything. Gob: There's not a lot of logic to it. Can't a guy call his mother pretty without it seeming strange? Amen. And how about that little piece of tail on her? Cute! Why are you squeezing me with your body? It's a hug, Michael. I'm hugging you. With spicy club sauce. One of the guys told me to take my head out of my BOTTOM and get back to work…my BOTTOM! Hahahaha. Way to plant, Ann!

A trick is something a whore does for money… or cocaine. It looks like you've been looking for dragons… in the future. There's a new daddy in town. A discipline daddy. This was a big get for God. But I did finally get into Dad's pants. Although I had to have the crotch taken in a little bit. 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'M A MONSTER!!

You're losing blood, aren't you? Gob: Probably, my socks are wet. It was for me. I was going to smoke the marijuana like a cigarette. A lady of the evening. Working girl. She turns illusions for money. Well, if you want to play Eve, you got to get in line behind what, above five homos. A group of British builders operating outside the O.C. I run a pretty tight ship around here. With a pool table. Stop it, stop it. This objectification of women has to stop. It's just Mom and whores.

Up yours, granny! You couldn't handle it! A million [bleep]ing diamonds! What do you expect, Mother? I'm half machine! I'm a monster!! If that man's straight, then I am sober. Oh, COME ON! I'm sure, wherever your father is, she loves you very much.

Talk you off what, Pop Pop? This show was cancelled. I mean, COME ON.

Wow, this is the best free scrapbooking class I've ever taken! ps This one really cracks me up for some reason. She's always got to wedge herself in the middle of us so that she can control everything. Yeah. Mom's awesome. I don't criticize you! And if you're worried about criticism, sometimes a diet is the best defense.

Why are you squeezing me with your body? Buster, what are you doing with mother's rape horn? A night of heterosexual intercourse. I never thought I'd miss a hand so much! No, she's in it. She's a contestant. It's sorta like an inner beauty pageant. Ah, there it is. Everyone's laughing, and riding, and cornholing except Buster. Yeah, well, have you seen the new Mustang? You could hump that hood. Mission Accomplished.

Look what the homosexuals have done to me! You can't just comb that out and reset it? Please refrain from Mayoneggs during this salmonella scare.

Monday morning. COME ON! You're losing blood, aren't you? Probably, my socks are wet.

Don't worry, these young beauties have been nowhere near the bananas. Sweet old thing. Only two of those words describe Mom, so I know you're lying to me. You're blowing my mind, Frank.