Hey, it was one night of wild passion! Michael: And yet you didn't notice her body? Gob: I like to look in the mirror. She keeps saying that God is going to show me a sign. The… something of my ways. They're not gonna strip, right? I told them not to, but I can't guarantee their instincts won't kick in. Dead Dove DO NOT EAT. Heyyyyyy Uncle Father Oscar.

Yeah, like anyone would want to R her. Touché, Pandora. Wow, this is the best free scrapbooking class I've ever taken! ps This one really cracks me up for some reason. I run a pretty tight ship around here. With a pool table. Michael was concerned that he was caught in a lie about his family. The family was concerned that they were being confronted by a woman they had clubbed, drugged, and left on a bench. Perhaps an attic shall I seek. When a man needs to prove to a woman that he's actually… When a man loves a woman…

I believe you will find the dessert to be both engrossing and high-grossing! So we don't get dessert? Are you aware of this? Coming soon. Indeed. He's a regular Freddie Wilson, that one. Turns out he ended up getting too friendly with the teddy bear. Let me take off my assistant's skirt and put on my Barbra-Streisand-in-The-Prince-of-Tides ass-masking therapist pantsuit. The only thing I found in the fridge was a dead dove in a bag. Gob: You didn't eat that, did you? Teamocil. Absolutely. And we're going to be here every day. I don't care if it takes from now till the end of Shrimpfest.

Te quiero. English, please. I love you! Great, now I'm late. But I'm the oldest. The matriarch if you will. You're losing blood, aren't you? Gob: Probably, my socks are wet.

For there's a man inside me, and only when he's finally out, can I walk free of pain. There are dozens of us! Dozens! 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. She's a girl, I need to teach her how to be a woman. Within her lies a queen. Let me out that queen. Tobias is Queen Mary. Oh, hi, Mom. I have the afternoon free. Really? Did "nothing" cancel? It's a jetpack, Michael. What could possibly go wrong? I was set up. By the Brits. A group of British builders operating outside the O.C.

What, so the guy we are meeting with can't even grow his own hair? COME ON! I just haven't had sex in a month. You know, you've been here two months. It's hard to gauge time. For the same reason you should believe a hundred dollar bill is no more than a hundred pennies! Do you have any idea how often you say the word afraid? Well, I know I used it in the Jacuzzi. Stop licking my hand, you horse's ass.

She calls it a Mayonegg. This is not me encouraging you to go here and write a review. No. I know she's a brownish area! With points! And I love her!

♪♪ Somewhere… over the rainbow… there's another rainbow… ♪♪ However, she mistook the drowsy eye alcohol warning for a winking eye alcohol suggestion. What's gotten into you? Have you been eating cheese? Hahahahah! Turns out he ended up getting too friendly with the teddy bear. Mister gay is bleeding! Mister gay! I got Michael out of his marriage, didn't I? Actually, she died. The only thing more terrifying than the escaped lunatic's hook was his twisted call… Heyyyyy campers! I'm not a prostitute. Michael: Then I shall let you live!

You can always tell a Milford man. Actually, that was a box of Oscar's legally obtained medical marijuana. Primo bud. Real sticky weed. I don't criticize you! And if you're worried about criticism, sometimes a diet is the best defense. Whoa whoa whoa whoa. Wait. Are you telling me you have a multi-stage trick with hidden identities?

I'm not a prostitute. Then I shall let you live! I know, I just call her Annabelle cause she's shaped like a…she's the belle of the ball! I made a huge tiny mistake. I guess you can say I'm buy-curious. 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've been in the film business for a while but I just cant seem to get one in the can.