Well, they got the Asian right… "hotties" might be a stretch. I was hoping he would be gifted sexually. I hate the Wetlands. They're stupid and wet, and there are bugs everywhere, and I think I maced a crane. ♪♪ Big yellow joint, big yellow joint, I'll meet you down at the big yellow joint. ♪♪

Everybody dance NOW. Even though so many people in this office are begging for it. I spent so much time making sweet love on my wife that it's hard to hear anything over the clatter of her breasts. Turns out he ended up getting too friendly with the teddy bear.

Oh…yeah…the guy in the $4,000 suit is holding the elevator for a guy who doesn't make that in three months. Come on! Heart attack never stopped old big bear!

He's a regular Freddie Wilson, that one. So you take your mom to work every day? Bummer. Moms are such a pain in the ass, huh? It's, like, die already! Oh, I can just taste those meaty leading man parts in my mouth. That coat costs more than your house! Do you have any idea how often you say the word "afraid"? Well, I know I used it in the Jacuzzi. And here you are coming out of your mother's third base!

It's as Ann as the nose on Plain's face. Mom… after all these years, God's not going to take a call from you.

I see you've wasted no time in filling my seat hole. I'm an ideas man, Michael. I think I proved that with "Fuck Mountain." Are all the guys in here… you know? George Sr: No not all of them. Barry: Yeah. It's never the ones you hope. She keeps saying that God is going to show me a sign. The… something of my ways. The worst that could happen is that I could spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit. COME ON. Heyyyyy, hermano.

I spent so much time making sweet love on my wife that it's hard to hear anything over the clatter of her breasts. Hey, it was one night of wild passion! And yet you didn't notice her body? I like to look in the mirror. If I make this comeback, I'll buy you a hundred George Michaels that you can teach to drive! You must teach me the ways of the secular flesh. For there's a man inside me, and only when he's finally out, can I walk free of pain. A million ****ing diamonds!

Quicken! Premiere! Let's make Ann the backup, okay? Very good way to think about her, as a backup. You burn down the storage unit? Oh, most definitely. I was set up. By the Brits. A group of British builders operating outside the O.C.

I just dont want him to point out my cracker ass in front of Ann. The CIA should've just Googled for his hideout, evidently. Friday night. Don't call my escorts whores.

She's trying to prove that she's closer to my children than I am, but the joke's on her, because she doesn't know how little I care for GOB. Second-of-ly, I know you're the big marriage expert. Oh I'm sorry, I forgot, your wife is dead.