Uncle Gob, was Aunt Lindsay ever pregnant? Yeah, sure, dozens of times. So Ann, the question is, do you want a man or a boy? I know how I would answer. See for more good stuff. Dad asked me to do this on the day he pleads not guilty, as a spectacular protest. A…. ?

You want to have some guy reach around you in the middle of the night, start messing with your junk? I'M A MONSTER!! 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! Are all the guys in here… you know? George Sr: No not all of them. Barry: Yeah. It's never the ones you hope. Fried cheese… with club sauce. Popcorn shrimp… with club sauce. Chicken fingers… with spicy club sauce. Actually, that was a box of Oscar's legally obtained medical marijuana. Primo bud. Real sticky weed. No, I was ashamed to be SEEN with you. I like being WITH you. It's ok. You be with Yam.

The guy runs a prison, he can have any piece of ass he wants. One for the ladies. Even though so many people in this office are begging for it. I'm not a prostitute. Then I shall let you live!

That was Tom Cruise, the actor. They said he was some kind of scientist. A flower in my garden, a mystery in my panties.

Waiting for the Emmys. BTW did you know won 6 Emmys and was still canceled early by Fox? COME ON. Way to plant, Ann! Stop it, stop it. This objectification of women has to stop. Michael: It's just Mom and whores. Are you sure this isn't her sister? Mrs Veal: What a lovely thing to say. Michael: That's an awful thing to say. She's a girl, I need to teach her how to be a woman. Within her lies a queen. Let me out that queen.

Ann certainly has a great deal of Mass. Excuse me, do these effectively hide my thunder? So did you see the new Poof? His name's Gary, and we don't need anymore lawsuits. You don't want a hungry dove down your pants. The Army had half a day. I need a fake passport, preferably to France… I like the way they think.

How could I say no to the woman who gave me chlamydia? I didn't get into this business to please sophomore Tracy Schwartzman, so… onward and upward. On… Why, Tracy?! Why?!! Yo quiero leche. Yo quiero leche de madre. You just made a fool out of yourself in front of T-Bone. Even though sooooo many people in this office are begging for it. Wow. We're just blowing through nap time, aren't we.

We need a name. Maybe "Operation Hot Mother." No, let's try to top that. (They never did.) One for the ladies. First I blow him, then I poke him. Everything they do is so dramatic and flamboyant. It just makes me want to set myself on fire. - Lucille Bluth. I'm in Vegas this week and would like to point out the Blue Man Group is *actually* hiring. The support group? Stop licking my hand, you horse's ass. Say goodbye to THESE! Got a big ass room at the travelodge. What a fun, sexy time for you.

Ann, you need to decide whether you want a man or a boy. I know how I'd answer. I may have committed some light treason.

Let the great experiment begin! When a man needs to prove to a woman that he's actually… When a man loves a woman… Friend of mine from college. He also has a boat tho not called the Seaward. She's always got to wedge herself in the middle of us so that she can control everything. Yeah. Mom's awesome. Either I zip down, or he zips up, and that is a mighty long zipper on Mother's Cher jumpsuit. 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! No! These are just strippers! Look how hot they are!