March 5, 2011 | 0 Comments
Hank: I’ll always be buzzing around like a gnat, like a well-hung gnat, with a dream.
Hank: I’ll always be buzzing around like a gnat, like a well-hung gnat, with a dream.
Karen: Once you were my future, then you were my misery, now you’re almost my past.
Becca: Dad do we look like the kind of girls who are into American Idol? Hank: No not so much, actually you like girls who would hurt…
Marcy: I don’t know what to tell you Charlie? The heart wants. Charlie: Well this heart wants freedom from responsibility and an…
Karen: There is nothing wrong with the big blue bus.
Hank: Get a load of black Jesus, he turn water in whiskey too?
Peggy: Your virginity is mine brother Runkle!
Charlie: Believe it Sister Christian. Keep it in the family, taboo style
Abby: Nervous shitters are almost always found guilty.
Stu: I’ve become quite fond of that verbal diarrhea. Marcy: That’s lovely and disgusting Stu thanks.