Everyone's laughing, and riding, and cornholing except Buster. She tried pesto for the first time. Imagine that, 92 years old and she never tried pesto. The only thing I found in the fridge was a dead dove in a bag. Gob: You didn't eat that, did you? Friday night. If you're suggesting I play favorites, you're wrong. I love all of my children equally. I don't care for Gob. There are dozens of us! Dozens!

I've made a huge tiny mistake. The guy runs a prison, he can have any piece of ass he wants. Ah, it is a rock, though. Should beat everything. Gob: There's not a lot of logic to it. You're losing blood, aren't you? Gob: Probably, my socks are wet. They're not gonna strip, right? I told them not to, but I can't guarantee their instincts won't kick in.

Oh, I don't have any drugs for sale, unless… did you want me to follow you to your car? And the soup of the day is bread. Quicken! Premiere! But I did finally get into Dad's pants. Although I had to have the crotch taken in a little bit. I will pack your sweet pink mouth with so much ice cream you'll be the envy of every Jerry and Jane on the block! She's always got to wedge herself in the middle of us so that she can control everything. Yeah. Mom's awesome. My brother wasn't optimistic it could be done, but I didn't take "wasn't optimistic it could be done" for an answer.

Way to plant, Ann! Am I in two thirds of a hospital room? Let's make Ann the backup, okay? Very good way to think about her, as a backup. It's a wonderful restaurant! I just dont want him to point out my cracker ass in front of Ann. A group of British builders operating outside the O.C. I spent so much time making sweet love on my wife that it's hard to hear anything over the clatter of her breasts. Heyyyy Uncle Father Oscar.

It's, like, Hey, you want to go down to the whirlpool? Yeah, I don't have a husband. I call it Swing City. If you don't start pulling your weight around here its going to be shape up, or…ship up. Suddenly playing with yourself is a scholarly pursuit? Her lawyers are claiming the seal is worth $250,000. And that's not even including Buster's Swatch. Let me give that oatmeal some brown sugar. Steve Holt? The moron jock? I am having a love affair with this ice cream sandwich.

I know she's a brownish area! With points! And I love her! And with deep, deep concentration and, and great focus, he's often able to achieve an erect– You might enjoy this. Oh. Em. Gee. That's amazing. You need to do more with Rita. Believe me, I'd like to. Let the great experiment begin! First I blow him, then I poke him.

They're not gonna strip, right? I told them not to, but I can't guarantee their instincts won't kick in. Let me give that oatmeal some brown sugar.

We all need to pick a day to try and make trend. I was hoping he would be gifted sexually. There's unlimited juice? This party is gonna be off the hook. Great, now I'm gonna smell to high heaven like a tuna melt! I'm a complete failure. I can't even fake the death of a stripper. I don't want no part of yo tight-ass country-club, ya freak bitch! Mom… after all these years, God's not going to take a call from you. Oh, hi, Mom. I have the afternoon free. Really? Did "nothing" cancel?

I will be a bigger and hairier mole than the one on your inner left thigh! I hear the jury's still out on science. And that is why Jesus was often referred to as the King of Kings. Queens. The King of Queens. We all need to pick a day to try and make trend. If I wanted something your thumb touched, I'd eat the inside of your ear.

Probably out there without a flipper, swimming around in a circle, freaking out his whole family. Dad would stage elaborate situations using a one-armed man to teach us lessons. They want to break his legs. It's a good thing he's already got that little scooter. Could it be love? I know what an erection feels like, Michael. No, it's the opposite… like my heart is getting hard. [climbing under trampoline] This shall keep me safe from the hot Mexican sun.