Say goodbye to THESE! I just haven't had sex in a month. You know, you've been here two months. It's hard to gauge time. If I wanted something your thumb touched, I'd eat the inside of your ear. I deceived you, mom. Tricked makes it sound like we have a playful relationship. Absolutely. And we're going to be here every day. I don't care if it takes from now till the end of Shrimpfest. ♪♪ It ain't easy being white… ♪♪ What do you think about Sudden Valley? It sounds like a salad dressing, but for some reason I don't want to eat it. I need a fake passport, preferably to France…I like the way they think.

I'm gonna go get sexy. Stop licking my hand, you horse's ass.

You're losing blood, aren't you? Probably, my socks are wet. Let me take off my assistant's skirt and put on my Barbra-Streisand-in-The-Prince-of-Tides ass-masking therapist pantsuit. Ann, you need to decide whether you want a man or a boy. I know how I'd answer. Smack of ham. What is she doing at a beauty pageant? Is she running the lights or something? Taste the happy, Michael. Taste it. It tastes kind of like sad.

But I didn't take wasn't optimistic it could be done for an answer. So Ann, the question is, do you want a man or a boy? I know how I would answer. I've been in the film business for a while but I just cant seem to get one in the can. So, what do you say? We got a basket full of father-son fun here. What's Kama Sutra oil? Maybe it's not for us. Make love in your *own* hand, Mother! Are you sure this isn't her sister? Mrs Veal: What a lovely thing to say. Michael: That's an awful thing to say. Stop licking my hand, you horse's ass. I hate the Wetlands. They're stupid and wet, and there are bugs everywhere, and I think I maced a crane.

OH MY GOD, WE'RE HAVING A FIRE… sale. Oh, the burning! ♪♪ Amaaaaaaziiiing Graaaace ♪♪ We need a name. Maybe 'Operation Hot Mother'. I hear the jury's still out on science. Let me take off my assistant's skirt and put on my Barbra-Streisand-in-The-Prince-of-Tides ass-masking therapist pantsuit. Annhog's coming? Also, your knee is on my heart. Actually, that was a box of Oscar's legally obtained medical marijuana. Primo bud. Real sticky weed.

I thought the two of us could talk man-on-man. I'm an ideas man, Michael. I think I proved that with "Fuck Mountain."

Oh, I don't have any drugs for sale, unless… did you want me to follow you to your car? And I wouldn't just lie there, if that's what you're thinking. That's not what I WAS thinking.

Ah coodle doodle doo, ah coodle doodle doo. If mother sees this, she will blow a cow. How could I say no to the woman who gave me chlamydia? You can control your bladder when you're dead! Look what the homosexuals have done to me! You can't just comb that out and reset it? Dad asked me to do this on the day he pleads not guilty, as a spectacular protest. A…. ? Family Love Michael. It just seems like there's still light coming in from under the door.

For the same reason you should believe a hundred dollar bill is no more than a hundred pennies! Can you believe that the only reason the club is going under is because it's in a terrifying neighborhood? Did you know that more frozen bananas are sold right here on this boardwalk than anywhere in the OC? You must teach me the ways of the secular flesh. I got Michael out of his marriage, didn't I? Actually, she died. A million [bleep]ing diamonds!

I think that's one of Mom's little fibs, you know, like I'll sacrifice anything for my children. I see you've wasted no time in filling my seat hole. This is not what it looks like. It looks like you're tweaking her nipples through a chain-link fence. This objectification of women has to stop. It's just Mom and whores.