And I am rock steady. No more dizzies. Caw ca caw, caw ca caw, caw ca caw, caw ca caw. There's unlimited juice? This party is gonna be off the hook.

There are dozens of us! DOZENS! It's as Ann as the nose on Plain's face. Turn this skiff around! And I am rock steady. No more dizzies.

Look at us, crying like a couple of girls on the last day of camp. Now, do you wanna steer, or are you too old to sit on your Pop's lap and drive? Maybe it was the other George Michael. You know, the singer-songwriter. Sure, let the little fruit do it. HUZZAH! I'm an ideas man, Michael. I think I proved that with "Fuck Mountain." Sorry, some of my students are arguing the significance of the shankbone on the seder plate. But we do not - NOT wag our genitals at one another to make a point. Hey, Dad. Look at you. You're a year older…and a year closer to death. Buster: Oh yeah, I guess that's kind of funny.

Let me take off my assistant's skirt and put on my Barbra-Streisand-in-The-Prince-of-Tides ass-masking therapist pantsuit. I just dont want him to point out my cracker ass in front of Ann. Chickens don't clap! Monday morning. COME ON! Now, do you wanna steer, or are you too old to sit on your Pop's lap and drive? In fact, it was a box of Oscar's legally obtained medical marijuana. Primo bud. Real sticky weed.

Well excuse me for liking the way they frame my junk! They don't allow you to have bees in here. Let me out that Queen.

Stop licking my hand, you horse's ass. It's Sunday, but screw it — juice box time. Fun and failure both start out the same way. I'm gonna build me an airport, put my name on it. Why, Michael? So you can fly away from your feelings? So did you see the new Poof? His name's Gary, and we don't need anymore lawsuits.

I spent so much time making sweet love on my wife that it's hard to hear anything over the clatter of her breasts. If I look like a man who made love to his wife last night – it's because I almost did. They don't appreciate him. It's his glasses… they make him look like a lizard. Plus he's self-conscious.

Well excuse me for liking the way they frame my junk! Yes, he's like the steel man from The Wizard From Oz. Heart attack never stopped old big bear. We need a name. Maybe "Operation Hot Mother." No, let's try to top that. (They never did.) You must teach me the ways of the secular flesh. It looks like you've been looking for dragons… in the future. I prematurely shot my wad on what was supposed to be a dry run, so now I'm afraid I have something of a mess on my hands. I know, I just call her Annabelle cause she's shaped like a… she's the belle of the ball!

Stop licking my hand, you horse's ass. One of the guys told me to take my head out of my BOTTOM and get back to work…my BOTTOM! Hahahaha. I'm afraid I'm with Michael on this one. The guy runs a prison, he can have any piece of ass he wants. How do you know Steve Holt? Are you in AA? I'll have a vodka rocks. (Mom, it's breakfast time.) And a piece of toast. Say something that will terrify me. Lindsay: F*** me. Tobias: No, that didn't do it. She keeps saying that God is going to show me a sign. The… something of my ways. Wisdom? It's probably wisdom. Yeah, I invited her. You said you wanted to spend time some with her. You said I was being an Ann hog.

When a man needs to prove to a woman that he's actually… When a man loves a woman… ♪♪ Big yellow joint, big yellow joint, I'll meet you down at the big yellow joint. ♪♪ Please refrain from discussing or engaging in any sort of interoffice [bleep] or [bleep] or finger[bleep] or [bleep]sting or [bleep] or even [bleep]. Hey, maybe you could pop a tent outside with your cousin Maeby… it'd be a good chance to rub off on her. It's, like, Hey, you want to go down to the whirlpool? Yeah, I don't have a husband. I call it Swing City. We all need to pick a day to try and make trend.