The only thing I found in the fridge was a dead dove in a bag. She calls it a mayonegg. Heart attack never stopped old big bear. Everybody dance… NOW. Did you know that more frozen bananas are sold right here on this boardwalk than anywhere on the OC?

I think the only time you cooked for us was the morning Rosa's mom died. You gave us cereal in an ashtray. What a fun, sexy time for you. 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. 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!) Get rid of the Seaward. Lucille: I'll leave when I'm good and ready. If this were a Lifetime Moment of Truth movie, this would be our act break. But it wasn't.

It's sort of like going from prime rib to… I don't know… weird brother of prime rib. It's OUR nausea. I'm a complete failure. I can't even fake the death of a stripper.

Sister's my new mother, Mother. And is it just me or is she looking hotter? ♪♪ It ain't easy being white… ♪♪ I got Michael out of his marriage, didn't I? Actually, she died.

Maybe it was the eleven months he spent in the womb. The doctor said there were claw marks on the walls of her uterus. If you're suggesting I play favorites, you're wrong. I love all of my children equally. I don't care for Gob. You just grab that brownish area by its points and you don't let go no matter what your mother tells you!

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. Could it be love? I know what an erection feels like, Michael. No, it's the opposite… like my heart is getting hard. Michael, I'm your older brother. I'll never be proud of you. I think I might have someone who's going to circumvrent the law. It's so watery. And yet there's a smack of ham to it. George Michael, you want to put your head down there by his drainage shunt? Buster, what are you doing with mother's rape horn? Smack of ham. What is she doing at a beauty pageant? Is she running the lights or something?

Chickens don't clap! But I did finally get into Dad's pants. Although I had to have the crotch taken in a little bit. Let's make Ann the backup, okay? Very good way to think about her, as a backup. I know, I just call her Annabelle cause she's shaped like a… she's the belle of the ball! Steve Holt? The moron jock? He also said some things African American-y wasn't ready to hear.

I'm tired of trying to find happiness through lies and self-medicating. If you need me, I'll be at the bar. Yes. Lindsay and I are planning a night of heterosexual intercourse. I'm sure, wherever your father is, she loves you very much. Caw ca caw, caw ca caw, caw ca caw, caw ca caw. Ah, it is a rock, though. Should beat everything. Gob: There's not a lot of logic to it.

Fried cheese… with club sauce. Yeah, well, have you seen the new Mustang? You could hump that hood. She's not that Mexican, Mom. She's my Mexican. And she's Columbian or something. I'm gonna go get sexy.

Don't ask "Can I"… ask "I Can!" 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? I thought the two of us could talk man-on-man. It walked on my pillow! Perhaps an attic shall I seek.