The only person that gets Lucille this excited is Gene. Did you know that more frozen bananas are sold right here on this boardwalk than anywhere on the OC? 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.
Second-of-ly, I know you're the big marriage expert. Oh I'm sorry, I forgot, your wife is dead. And here you are coming out of your mother's third base! Let me take off my assistant's skirt and put on my Barbra-Streisand-in-The-Prince-of-Tides ass-masking therapist pantsuit. Here he comes. Here comes John Wayne. Hey, look at that – you're mean sober, too.
The only person that gets Lucille this excited is Gene. Did you know that more frozen bananas are sold right here on this boardwalk than anywhere on the OC? 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.
Hey, it was one night of wild passion! And yet you didn't notice her body? I like to look in the mirror. I was once called the worst audience participant Cirque du Soleil ever had. That coat costs more than your house! Those are balls. We'll have to find something to do so that people can look at you without wanting to kill themselves. Someone order 140 pounds of upper body strength? Daddy horny, Michael.
She's not that Mexican, Mom. She's my Mexican. And she's Columbian or something. She's always got to wedge herself in the middle of us so that she can control everything. Yeah. Mom's awesome. Yo quiero leche. Yo quiero leche de madre. But I'm the oldest. The matriarch if you will. Did Ted make an appointment? No. Well then Ted can GET THE HELL OUT OF THIS OFFICE! YOU GET THE HELL OUT!
Speaking of settling, How's Ann? Heyyyyy, hermano. I've always been deeply passionate about nature. Perhaps you remember Neuterfest? A Colombian cartel that WON'T kidnap and kill you. This objectification of women has to stop. It's just Mom and whores.
It's sort of like going from prime rib to… I don't know… weird brother of prime rib. One of the guys told me to take my head out of my BOTTOM and get back to work…my BOTTOM! The only thing more terrifying than the escaped lunatic's hook was his twisted call… Hey campers! Either I zip down, or he zips up, and that is a mighty long zipper on Mother's Cher jumpsuit. I think I might have someone who's going to circumvrent the law. Hey, Dad. Look at you. You're a year older…and a year closer to death. Buster: Oh yeah, I guess that's kind of funny. 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.
No, no, it's pronounced a-nal-ra-pist. It wasn't really the pronunciation that bothered me. Wow, this is the best free scrapbooking class I've ever taken! ps This one really cracks me up for some reason. It's, like, Hey, you want to go down to the whirlpool? Yeah, I don't have a husband. I call it Swing City.
Mom always taught us to curl up in a ball and remain motionless when confronted. George Bush doesn't care about black puppets. I'm gonna build me an airport, put my name on it. Why, Michael? So you can fly away from your feelings? I've always been deeply passionate about nature. Perhaps you remember Neuterfest? M: I'll never forget your wedding. The only thing I found in the fridge was a dead dove in a bag. Gob: You didn't eat that, did you? I am getting rid of this thing. It has caused me nothing but pride and self-respect. I've been in the film business for a while but I just can't seem to get one in the can. God knows they're squinters.
It's sort of like going from prime rib to… I don't know… weird brother of prime rib. One of the guys told me to take my head out of my BOTTOM and get back to work…my BOTTOM! The only thing more terrifying than the escaped lunatic's hook was his twisted call… Hey campers! Either I zip down, or he zips up, and that is a mighty long zipper on Mother's Cher jumpsuit. I think I might have someone who's going to circumvrent the law. Hey, Dad. Look at you. You're a year older…and a year closer to death. Buster: Oh yeah, I guess that's kind of funny. 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.
See for more good stuff. I think that's one of Mom's little fibs, you know, like I'll sacrifice anything for my children. She's a girl, I need to teach her how to be a woman. Within her lies a queen. Let me out that queen. What do you think about Sudden Valley? It sounds like a salad dressing, but for some reason I don't want to eat it. She's always got to wedge herself in the middle of us so that she can control everything. Yeah. Mom's awesome.
The guy runs a prison, he can have any piece of ass he wants. Butterscotch! Want a lick? You need to do more with Rita. Believe me, I'd like to.
We'll have to find something to do so that people can look at you without wanting to kill themselves. Today I learned this is a real place, tho more lush than the OC.
In the mid '90s, Tobias formed a folk music band with Lindsay and Maebe which he called Dr. Funke's 100 Percent Natural Good Time Family Band Solution. The group was underwritten by the Natural Food Life Company, a division of Chem-Grow, an Allen Crayne acqusition, which was part of the Squimm Group. Their motto was simple: We keep you alive. Look what the homosexuals have done to me! You can't just comb that out and reset it?
You're blowing my mind, Frank. I've used one adjective to describe myself. What is it? I think that's one of Mom's little fibs, you know, like I'll sacrifice anything for my children. She's not 'that Mexican', Mom. She's my Mexican. And she's Colombian or something.
Interfere? I ought to pull down your pants and spank your ass raw. Michael: I'm sorry, have we met? Well, they got the Asian right… "hotties" might be a stretch.
How about a turtle? I've always loved those leathery little snappy faces. You were just a turd out there, you know? You couldn't kick, and you couldn't run, you know? You were just a turd. It's as Ann as the nose on Plain's face. Speaking of settling, How's Ann?
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!) I will be a bigger and hairier mole than the one on your inner left thigh!
Te quiero. English, please. I love you! Great, now I'm late. What's gotten into you? Have you been eating cheese? Hahahahah! Mission Accomplished. No, no, it's pronounced a-nal-ra-pist. It wasn't really the pronunciation that bothered me. And although the intervention didn't work, it turned into one of the Bluth family's better parties. If you didn't have adult onset diabetes, I wouldn't mind giving you a little sugar.
Hey, maybe you could pop a tent outside with your cousin Maeby… it'd be a good chance to rub off on her. And here you are coming out of your mother's third base! 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! It's as Ann as the nose on Plain's face. Look at us, crying like a couple of girls on the last day of camp.
What's next, Michael? Are you going to make dancing illegal? Is this the tiny town from Footloose? We have unlimited juice? This party is going to be off the hook. If I wanted something your thumb touched I'd eat the inside of your ear. Yeah, well, have you seen the new Mustang? You could hump that hood. Friday night. You want to have some guy reach around you in the middle of the night, start messing with your junk? It was the first taste of alcohol Buster had since he was nursing. I hate the Wetlands. They're stupid and wet, and there are bugs everywhere, and I think I maced a crane.
The CIA should've just Googled for his hideout, evidently. What do you expect, Mother? I'm half machine! I'm a monster!! Obviously this blue part here is the land. A group of British builders operating outside the O.C. Can't a guy call his mother pretty without it seeming strange? Amen. And how about that little piece of tail on her? Cute! Pound is tic-tac-toe right?