You're a credit to the force. Additional generic cop compliment, Brian! Wait a minute, Brian, you have a pre-existing relationship with this degenerate? A degenerate, am I?
Well, you are a festisio! I can make up words too, sister. Hey, y'know what might be a thrill for you guys? And I like pudding.
Those bastards turned a whole generation of Americans into smokers with their damn subliminal advertising. She's out in the orchard, Mom. Peaches are comin' in mighty early this year.
You know what they say, Timmy: Are ya smokin' yet?! Hey, since I became President, profits have been higher than Alyssa Milano. What kinda cheap shot?! Hey, check out the new meat! I like the fat one! More cushion for the pushin'! Hey, you and me gonna have a good time together! Gosh, everybody's so nice here. I mean, y'know, I mean, they're gonna be disappointed when they find out I'm not gay, but, wow!
Well, Rudolph , we finally figured out what makes your nose red. Is it pixie dust or Leprechaun tails? No, it's a tumor. You mean, like a magical Christmas tumor? No, a malignant tumor, the base of which is lodged deep within your brain. You're going to die. Well, no wonder he's always slouching. How the hell did this happen?
I'm supposed to be the man of the house. You must be so ashamed of me. Oh, Peter, I care as much about the size of your penis as you care about the size of my breasts. A tragic accident today in the north Providence area. A family of four lost their lives when their minivan swerved off the road and into a ravine, exploding on impact.
I was remembering, I accidentally put my shirt on inside out this morning. It's fine now, though. So, so, what were you saying? Put your jacket on or you'll get frostbite!
I don't have skin! That's 'cause you didn't eat your beans! Remember to zip up your fly, if you don't zip up your fly, a seagull with get ya! You can't get back in like that! Well, I'm sure as Hell not going in the back door! Hey honey, why don't you turn around and show me the Lower East side? Wait a sec, pre-op or post-op? You just hit me! You can't hit me, I'm a girl! Now, what in God's name…? Lazenby, what the hell's going on here?! Apparently, there's some law against teaching the evolutionary theory that Gil Gerard used a time machine, went back, and ejaculated into the primordial ooze.
I just wanna kill myself! I'm going upstairs right now and eat a whole bowl of peanuts! Who was that guy? Weed is on his way over for dinner] Lois: Everything's gonna be fine. I hope so, 'cause if I blow this, I'm gonna haft go back to my old job at the Electric Company. Peter and the man: