Even it means me taking a chubby… I will suck it up. It walked on my pillow! I'm not interested in you that way. Tobias: What way? Michael: Pick one. Mister gay is bleeding! Mister gay! I'll be in the hospital bar. You know there isn't a hospital bar, Mother. Well, this is why people hate hospitals. Look, you are playing adults…with fully formed libidos, not 2 young men playing grab-ass in the shower.

He… she… what's the difference? Oh hear, hear. In the dark, it all looks the same. I hear the jury's still out on science. It's one banana Michael, what could it cost, ten dollars?

This is the best free scrapbooking class I've ever taken! Well, I hope you also carry a spare bowl of candy beans. Yeah, like I'm going to take a whiz through this $5,000 suit. COME ON.

Hola, is Rosa still alive? No? Well this is not my day. A group of British builders operating outside the O.C. You mean the guy we're meeting with can't even grow his own hair? Come on! Did Ted make an appointment? No. Well, then Ted can GET THE HELL OUT OF THIS OFFICE! YOU GET THE HELL OUT! Oh, hi, Mom. I have the afternoon free. Really? Did "nothing" cancel? Stop it, stop it. This objectification of women has to stop. It's just Mom and whores.

If I look like a man who made love to his wife last night – it's because I almost did. Well, I hope you also carry a spare bowl of candy beans. Fried cheese… with club sauce. Dead Dove DO NOT EAT. This is the best free scrapbooking class I've ever taken! Well, I hope you also carry a spare bowl of candy beans. There are dozens of us! Dozens!

And the soup of the day is bread. Although George Michael had only got to second base, he'd gone in head first, like Pete Rose. Stop licking my hand, you horse's ass. I am going to my spin class. I thought you had vertigo. Mom… after all these years, God's not going to take a call from you. When a man needs to prove to a woman that he's actually… When a man loves a woman… No, no, it's pronounced a-nal-ra-pist. It wasn't really the pronunciation that bothered me. Douche chill!

YOU'RE the Chiclet! Not me. Caw ca caw, caw ca caw, caw ca caw! You burn down the storage unit? Oh, most definitely. She's a contestant. It's sorta like an inner beauty pageant. Ah, there it is. Second-of-ly, I know you're the big marriage expert. Oh I'm sorry, I forgot, your wife is dead. Look, you are playing adults…with fully formed libidos, not 2 young men playing grab-ass in the shower. I am having a love affair with this ice cream sandwich. Well excuse me, Judge Reinhold. I need a fake passport, preferably to France… I like the way they think.

If I wanted something your thumb touched I'd eat the inside of your ear. It was for me. I was going to smoke the marijuana like a cigarette. So did you see the new Poof? His name's Gary and we don't need anymore lawsuits. I will be a bigger and hairier mole than the one on your inner left thigh! If I wanted something your thumb touched, I'd eat the inside of your ear. I just haven't had sex in a month. You know, you've been here two months. It's hard to gauge time. You want to have some guy reach around you in the middle of the night, start messing with your junk?

She's always got to wedge herself in the middle of us so that she can control everything. Yeah. Mom's awesome. And THAT'S why you always leave a note. Let me give that oatmeal some brown sugar. And guess what else is back. [slow wink] My breakfast? My friskiness. Mama horny Michael. A flower in my garden, a mystery in my panties. I'll sacrifice anything for my children. Look at us, crying like a bunch of girls on the last day of camp.

If I wanted something your thumb touched I'd eat the inside of your ear. It's a wonderful restaurant! Yeah, like I'm going to spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit? Come on! Everything they do is so dramatic and flamboyant. It just makes me want to set myself on fire. - Lucille Bluth. I didn't mean who… I meant… her?