Ohhh little guy. The tears aren't coming. The tears just aren't coming. I cheated and I lied and I whored around. Well, Michael, I did not find their buffoonery amusing. It seems like only yesterday you were bursting forth from your mother's fertile womb. It seems like only yesterday you were bursting forth from your mother's fertile womb. Aren't you the sweetest thing, spending time with what's left of your uncle. Make love in your *own* hand, Mother!
Do the right thing here. String this blind girl along so that dad doesn't have to pay his debt to society. Yeah, like I'm going to spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit? Come on! How am I supposed to find someone willing to go into that musty old claptrap? It's, like, Hey, you want to go down to the whirlpool? Yeah, I don't have a husband. I call it Swing City. They don't appreciate him. It's his glasses… they make him look like a lizard. Plus he's self-conscious. You're blowing my mind, Frank.
There are dozens of us! Dozens! What, so the guy we are meeting with can't even grow his own hair? COME ON! Stop it, stop it. This objectification of women has to stop. Michael: It's just Mom and whores. I made a huge tiny mistake. 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].
I hear the jury's still out on science. Second-of-ly, I know you're the big marriage expert. Oh I'm sorry, I forgot, your wife is dead. No one's called him Baby Buster since high school.
I've used one adjective to describe myself. What is it? What, so the guy we are meeting with can't even grow his own hair? COME ON! Let me give that oatmeal some brown sugar. Bob Loblaw Law Blog. Daddy horny, Michael. He… she… what's the difference? Oh hear, hear. In the dark, it all looks the same. No, Pop-pop does not get a treat. I just bought you a f**king pizza. I spent so much time making sweet love on my wife that it's hard to hear anything over the clatter of her breasts.
She tried pesto for the first time. Imagine that, 92 years old and she never tried pesto. Yes, she happens to be more experienced than a normal girl, but sometimes love should be… terrifying. If you're suggesting I play favorites, you're wrong. I love all of my children equally. [earlier] I don't care for Gob. It's a jetpack, Michael. What could possibly go wrong? Saw this on the highway and almost blue myself. Hop on? Wine only turns to alcohol if you let it sit. Heyyyy Uncle Father Oscar.
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. Pound is tic-tac-toe, right? Yo quiero leche. Yo quiero leche de madre. I see you've wasted no time in filling my seat hole. I see you've wasted no time in filling my seat hole.
One of the guys told me to take my head out of my BOTTOM and get back to work…my BOTTOM! Hahahaha. Okay, Lindsay, are you forgetting that I was a professional twice over - an analyst and a therapist. The world's first analrapist. Uncle Gob… was Aunt Lindsay ever pregnant? Yeah, sure, dozens of times. That was Tom Cruise, the actor. They said he was some kind of scientist. Oh, yeah, the guy in the the $4,000 suit is holding the elevator for a guy who doesn't make that in three months. Come on! It's one banana Michael, what could it cost, ten dollars? That's how Tony Wonder lost a nut.
Wow. We're just blowing through nap time, aren't we. Could it be love? I know what an erection feels like, Michael. No, it's the opposite. It's like my heart is getting hard. I run a pretty tight ship around here. With a pool table. It's a gaming ship. Heyyyyyy Uncle Father Oscar. Well, OK, have sex with this girl. Right now. Get in there, have some sex with her.
Waiting for the Emmys. BTW did you know won 6 Emmys and was still canceled early by Fox? COME ON. I could use a leather jacket for when I'm on my hog and have to go into a controlled slide. You want to have some guy reach around you in the middle of the night, start messing with your junk? What's gotten into you? Have you been eating cheese? Hahahahah! It's a jetpack, Michael. What could go wrong? He… she… what's the difference? Oh hear, hear. In the dark, it all looks the same. Early.