Douche chill! Coo coo ca chaw. Coo coo ca chaw. Coo coo ca chaw. Did you know that more frozen bananas are sold right here on this boardwalk than anywhere on the OC? Yeah, that's a cultural problem is what it is. You know, your average American male is in a perpetual state of adolescence, you know, arrested development. (Hey. That's the name of the show!)

Let's make Ann the backup, okay? Very good way to think about her, as a backup. A flower in my garden, a mystery in my panties. Wow, this is the best free scrapbooking class I've ever taken! ps This one really cracks me up for some reason. Turn this skiff around! She keeps saying that God is going to show me a sign. The… something of my ways.

Heart attack never stopped old big bear. Oh, I can just taste those meaty leading man parts in my mouth. What, so the guy we are meeting with can't even grow his own hair? COME ON! Michael, I'm your older brother. I'll never be proud of you.

Buster, what are you doing with mother's rape horn? Stop licking my hand, you horse's ass. Uncle Gob, was Aunt Lindsay ever pregnant? Yeah, sure, dozens of times. It was for me. I was going to smoke the marijuana like a cigarette. Quicken! Premiere!

He… she… what's the difference? Oh hear, hear. In the dark, it all looks the same. Early. ♪♪ It's The Final Countdown ♪♪ [sniffs hand] Oh, God. I'm going to run this through again on "pots and pans." But anyhoo, can you believe that the only reason the club is going under is because it's in a terrifying neighborhood? Interfere? I ought to pull down your pants and spank your ass raw. Michael: I'm sorry, have we met? 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.

Well, if you want to play Eve, you got to get in line behind what, above five homos. It's a jetpack, Michael. What could possibly go wrong?

Daddy horny, Michael. It's sort of like going from prime rib to… I don't know… weird brother of prime rib.

I'll sacrifice anything for my children. Her lawyers are claiming the seal is worth $250,000. And that's not even including Buster's Swatch. Make love in your *own* hand, Mother! Well, I spent so much time making sweet love on my wife that it's hard to hear anything over the clatter of her breasts.

She keeps saying that God is going to show me a sign. The… something of my ways. Wisdom? It's probably wisdom. That was Tom Cruise, the actor. Lucille: They said he was some kind of scientist. And with deep, deep concentration and, and great focus, he's often able to achieve an erect– I'll sacrifice anything for my children. Don't call my escorts whores. But I did finally get into Dad's pants. Although I had to have the crotch taken in a little bit.

I'll be in the hospital bar. You know there isn't a hospital bar, Mother. Well, this is why people hate hospitals. Heyyyyyy, Uncle Father Oscar. Let the great experiment begin!