I don't criticize you! And if you're worried about criticism, sometimes a diet is the best defense. Probably out there without a flipper, swimming around in a circle, freaking out his whole family. 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 don't care if it takes from now till the end of Shrimpfest. Taste the happy, Michael. Taste it. It tastes kind of like sad. So, what do you say? We got a basket full of father-son fun here. What's Kama Sutra oil? Maybe it's not for us.
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. Heart attack never stopped old big bear! George Michael may be suffering from what we in the soft-sciences call Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, or the "OC Disorder." Well, they got the Asian right… "hotties" might be a stretch.
I'm in Vegas this week and would like to point out the Blue Man Group is *actually* hiring. The support group? Michael, you are not quite the ladies man I had pictured. Hopefully, we will remedy that when we are in the spa spreading body chocolate on each other.
George Michael may be suffering from what we in the soft-sciences call Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, or the "OC Disorder." Dad asked me to do this on the day he pleads not guilty, as a spectacular protest. A…. ? Quicken! Premiere! The guy runs a prison, he can have any piece of ass he wants.
Even though so many people in this office are begging for it. The only thing I found in the fridge was a dead dove in a bag. What's next, Michael? Are you going to make dancing illegal? Is this the tiny town from Footloose? Heyyyyy, hermano. I need a tea to give my dingle less tingle. Well excuse me, Judge Reinhold! Those are balls.
He's going to be all right. Don't leave your Uncle T-bag hanging. Wow. We're just blowing through nap time, aren't we. What do you expect, Mother? I'm half machine! I'm a monster!!
He… she… what's the difference? Oh hear, hear. In the dark, it all looks the same. The worst that could happen is that I could spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit. COME ON. "Circumvent." It means "to go around." Gob: The old "reach around." It's a wonderful restaurant!
For there's a man inside me, and only when he's finally out, can I walk free of pain. Well, if you want to play Eve, you got to get in line behind what, above five homos. You're Killing Me, Buster. Look what the homosexuals have done to me! You can't just comb that out and reset it? A trick is something a whore does for money…or candy. … or cocaine. What about macaroni – let me finish – salad?
I'm gonna go get sexy. If that man's straight, then I am sober. She's always got to wedge herself in the middle of us so that she can control everything. Yeah. Mom's awesome. Everybody dance… NOW. Maybe it was the eleven months he spent in the womb. The doctor said there were claw marks on the walls of her uterus. And guess what else is back. [slow wink] My breakfast? My friskiness. Mama horny Michael.
Popcorn shrimp… with club sauce. I was set up. By the Brits. A group of British builders operating outside the O.C. Are you aware of this? Coming soon. Indeed. A trick is something a whore does for money…or candy. … or cocaine. The only thing I found in the fridge was a dead dove in a bag. Gob: You didn't eat that, did you? That's the first time we were in the shower since our honeymoon. And this time, no tears. Stop licking my hand, you horse's ass. Yeah, like I'm going to take a whiz through this $5,000 suit. COME ON.