And guess what else is back. [slow wink] My breakfast? My friskiness. Mama horny Michael. Of course. The "Bob Loblaw Law Blog." Wow. You, sir, are a mouthful!
Michael, look, this has got to stop. I mean, flattered? Yes. Interested? Not tonight. Did you know that more frozen bananas are sold right here on this boardwalk than anywhere in the OC? They frame my junk. Buster, what are you doing with mother's rape horn? I run a pretty tight ship around here. With a pool table. With spicy club sauce. I didn't get into this business to please sophomore Tracy Schwartzman, so… onward and upward. On… Why, Tracy?! Why?!! Monday morning. COME ON!
You just grab that brownish area by its points and you don't let go no matter what your mother tells you! These are my awards, Mother. From Army. The seal is for marksmanship, and the gorilla is for sand racing. You go buy a tape recorder and record yourself for a whole day. I think you'll be surprised at some of your phrasing. I made a huge tiny mistake. Did you know that more frozen bananas are sold right here on this boardwalk than anywhere in the OC? I [bleeped] the business model. Yeah, she had all kinds of orgasms.
No, I was ashamed to be SEEN with you. I like being with you. The worst that could happen is that I could spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit. COME ON. Turn this skiff around! So Ann, the question is, do you want a man or a boy? I know how I would answer. Buster, what are you doing with mother's rape horn?
Well, I hope you also carry a spare bowl of candy beans. Heyyyy Uncle Father Oscar. Fun and failure both start out the same way. It was for me. I was going to smoke the marijuana like a cigarette. Fried cheese… with club sauce. Popcorn shrimp… with club sauce. Chicken fingers… with spicy club sauce. Could it be love? I know what an erection feels like, Michael. No, it's the opposite… like my heart is getting hard. How could I say no to the woman who gave me chlamydia? The CIA should've just Googled for his hideout, evidently.
Great, now I'm gonna smell to high heaven like a tuna melt! Tobias Fünke costume. Why are you squeezing me with your body? It's a hug, Michael. I'm hugging you. Mom always taught us to curl up in a ball and remain motionless when confronted. They want to break his legs. It's a good thing he's already got that little scooter.
Fun and failure both start out the same way. Daddy horny, Michael. ♪♪ It ain't easy being white… ♪♪ I deceived you, mom. Tricked makes it sound like we have a playful relationship. It just seems like there's still light coming in from under the door. What's next, Michael? Are you going to make dancing illegal? Is this the tiny town from Footloose? Second-of-ly, I know you're the big marriage expert. Oh I'm sorry, I forgot, your wife is dead.
It's a jetpack, Michael. What could possibly go wrong? Aren't you the sweetest thing, spending time with what's left of your uncle. If you don't start pulling your weight around here its going to be shape up, or…ship up. Sister's my new mother, Mother. And is it just me or is she looking hotter? This show was cancelled. I mean, COME ON. What's gotten into you? Have you been eating cheese? Hahahahah!
If this tableau I recreate, perhaps I can re-snare my mate. No, Pop-pop does not get a treat. I just bought you a f**king pizza. I don't want no part of yo tight-ass country-club, ya freak bitch! Make love in your *own* hand, Mother! And don't make the water too hot. The scabs come right off. This is the best free scrapbooking class I've ever taken!
However, she mistook the drowsy eye alcohol warning for a winking eye alcohol suggestion. It seems like only yesterday you were bursting forth from your mother's fertile womb. ♪♪ Somewhere… over the rainbow… there's another rainbow… ♪♪ I know what an erection feels like, Michael. Popcorn shrimp… with club sauce.