Lynn: You live with your mother?
Frank: Yeah, otherwise who would wake me up for work?

Skelator's not my favorite...you are.

Pete: Take out from Hooters!
Frank: That makes no sense.
Pete: We'll know they touched it!

How's this for grown up? Last night for dinner, I put milk in my Apple Jacks.

I've gotten women there, two, three points higher than me, so you know, fours!

You're married. I actually have a girlfriend. All our dirt bag knowledge is gonna go to waste.

Frank: Lutz just hit on Liz.
Tracy: Bout time. The last six years has been like watching Moonlighting.

Frank: Where were you when we did this four years ago?
Liz: Certainly not at a Michael's Crafts crafting cruise.

None of the writers can go out on St. Patrick's Day because we all have faces people naturally want to punch.