Let's see some bananas and nuts! Stop it, stop it. This objectification of women has to stop. It's just Mom and whores. Why are you squeezing me with your body? Tobias is Queen Mary. Michael, you are not quite the ladies man I had pictured. Hopefully, we will remedy that when we are in the spa spreading body chocolate on each other.

They want to break his legs. It's a good thing he's already got that little scooter. A lady of the evening. Working girl. She turns illusions for money. If I wanted something your thumb touched I'd eat the inside of your ear. I want to cry so bad, but I don't think I can spare the moisture. Ann certainly has a great deal of Mass. She wanted to look 48. I nearly airbrushed her into oblivion. Ended up checking "albino" on the form. I'm a scholar. I enjoy scholarly pursuits. Suddenly playing with yourself is a scholarly pursuit?

I'm in Vegas this week and would like to point out the Blue Man Group is *actually* hiring. The support group? Actually, that was a box of Oscar's legally obtained medical marijuana. Primo bud. Real sticky weed. Everyone's laughing, and riding, and cornholing except Buster. I'm tired of trying to find happiness through lies and self-medicating. If you need me, I'll be at the bar. Mom always taught us to curl up in a ball and remain motionless when confronted. It feels good to be back in a queen! It was for me. I was going to smoke the marijuana like a cigarette.

YOU'RE the Chiclet! Not me. Caw ca caw, caw ca caw, caw ca caw! If you don't start pulling your weight around here its going to be shape up, or…ship up.

Wine only turns to alcohol if you let it sit. 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. I know, I just call her Annabelle cause she's shaped like a…she's the belle of the ball!

Fried cheese… with club sauce. I'm not a prostitute. Michael: Then I shall let you live! She keeps saying that God is going to show me a sign. The… something of my ways. Wisdom? It's probably wisdom.

He's going to be all right. Suddenly he's too much of a big-shot to brush mother's hair. Bob Loblaw Lobs Law Bomb. Hey, if I can't find a horny immigrant by then, I don't deserve to stay. Never once touched my per diem. I'd go to Craft Service, get some raw veggies, bacon, Cup-A-Soup…baby, I got a stew goin'.

I could use a leather jacket for when I'm on my hog and have to go into a controlled slide. Go ahead, touch the cornballer.

Michael, I'm your older brother. I'll never be proud of you. I hear the jury's still out on science. Shémale. Suddenly playing with yourself is a scholarly pursuit? Maybe it was the other George Michael. You know, the singer-songwriter. And here you are coming out of your mother's third base! It just seems like there's still light coming in from under the door.

It seems like only yesterday you were bursting forth from your mother's fertile womb. How could I say no to the woman who gave me chlamydia? A night of heterosexual intercourse.