Either I zip down, or he zips up, and that is a mighty long zipper on Mother's Cher jumpsuit. Go ahead, touch the cornballer. Talk you off what, Pop Pop? Everything they do is so dramatic and flamboyant. It just makes me want to set myself on fire. Make love in your *own* hand, Mother!

I don't want no part of yo' tight-ass country club, ya freak bitch! I've made a huge tiny mistake. We all need to pick a day to try and make trend. Maybe it was the eleven months he spent in the womb. The doctor said there were claw marks on the walls of her uterus. Pound is tic-tac-toe right? They frame my junk. Look, you are playing adults…with fully formed libidos, not 2 young men playing grab-ass in the shower.

You can control your bladder when you're dead! There's a girl in my soup! We need a name. Maybe "Operation Hot Mother." No, let's try to top that. (They never did.) A million [bleep]ing diamonds! Say goodbye to THESE!

It was the first taste of alcohol Buster had since he was nursing. There are dozens of us! Dozens! You might wanna lean away from that fire since you're soaked in alcohol. So Ann, the question is, do you want a man or a boy? I know how I would answer. It's ok. You be with Yam.

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. She calls it a mayonegg. A trick is something a whore does for money… or cocaine. I am going to my spin class. I thought you had vertigo. Yes, Annyong. Your name is Annyong! We all know you're Annyong! She keeps saying that God is going to show me a sign. The… something of my ways. Wisdom? It's probably wisdom. I don't care if it takes from now till the end of Shrimpfest.

Hey, it was one night of wild passion! Michael: And yet you didn't notice her body? Gob: I like to look in the mirror. 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! Hey, look at that – you're mean sober, too. You just made a fool out of yourself in front of T-Bone. A trick is something a whore does for money…or candy. … or cocaine.

You want to have some guy reach around you in the middle of the night, start messing with your junk? Go ahead, touch the Cornballer.

I run a pretty tight ship around here. With a pool table. It's a gaming ship. After all, why should you go to jail for a crime somebody else noticed? Yeah, well, have you seen the new Mustang? You could hump that hood.

Buster, what are you doing with mother's rape horn? Let's see some bananas and nuts! Well, obviously, I'm not a big guy. I'm not a Carl Weathers, par example. Oh, I can just taste those meaty leading man parts in my mouth. There are dozens of us! DOZENS! The only thing more terrifying than the escaped lunatic's hook was his twisted call… Hey campers!

I hate the Wetlands. They're stupid and wet, and there are bugs everywhere, and I think I maced a crane. Don't leave your Uncle T-bag hanging. Let the great experiment begin! This was a big get for God.