I run a pretty tight ship around here. With a pool table. It feels good to be back in a queen! You're losing blood, aren't you? Probably, my socks are wet. Go ahead, touch the cornballer.
Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot… your wife is dead! It's sort of like going from prime rib to… I don't know… weird brother of prime rib. 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. See for more good stuff. You might wanna lean away from that fire since you're soaked in alcohol. It's a wonderful restaurant! And here you are coming out of your mother's third base! That's the first time we were in the shower since our honeymoon. And this time, no tears.
A group of British builders operating outside the O.C. You were just a turd out there, you know? You couldn't kick, and you couldn't run, you know? You were just a turd. You're losing blood, aren't you? Gob: Probably, my socks are wet. That's the first time we were in the shower since our honeymoon. And this time, no tears. Actually, that was a box of Oscar's legally obtained medical marijuana. Primo bud. Real sticky weed. I was set up. By the Brits. A group of British builders operating outside the O.C. Ann, you need to decide whether you want a man or a boy. I know how I'd answer.
I was hoping he would be gifted sexually. 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.
It's a wonderful restaurant! I [bleeped] the business model. Yeah, she had all kinds of orgasms. I was hoping he would be gifted sexually. 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. It's a jetpack, Michael. What could possibly go wrong? Don't ask "Can I"… ask "I Can!"
Chickens don't clap! Her lawyers are claiming the seal is worth $250,000. And that's not even including Buster's Swatch. Shémale. This show was cancelled. I mean, COME ON. I just don't want him to point out my cracker ass in front of Ann. There's been a lot of lying in this family. And a lot of love! More lies. She calls it a mayonegg.
What a fun, sexy time for you. Heart attack never stopped old big bear. I'm afraid I'm with Michael on this one. The guy runs a prison, he can have any piece of ass he wants. Oh, yeah, the $4,000 suit is holding the elevator for a guy who doesn't make that in 3 months. Come on! It's sort of like going from prime rib to… I don't know… weird brother of prime rib. 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]. It's sort of like going from prime rib to… I don't know… weird brother of prime rib.
I was hoping he would be gifted sexually. I never thought I'd miss a hand so much!
Interfere? I ought to pull down your pants and spank your ass raw. Michael: I'm sorry, have we met? Obviously this blue part here is the land. What about macaroni – let me finish – salad? That's my son, you pothead! Oh, yes, there absolutely will be a margarita made in my mouth. I know what an erection feels like, Michael.
What is she doing at a beauty pageant? Is she running the lights or something? I don't want no part of yo tight-ass country club, ya freak bitch! Mister gay is bleeding! Mister gay! Let the great experiment begin! I made a huge tiny mistake.