February 28, 2011 | 0 Comments
Stu: I’m a man… sorta. I mean I can take it, I think.
Stu: I’m a man… sorta. I mean I can take it, I think.
Peggy: That was intense, I almost wanted to fuck you to death but in a good way you know?
Hank: Well here’s to difficult daughters. Julia: Cheers. Hank: And uh here’s to mothers who drink with strangers. Julia: Cheers, Cheers.
Hank: Girl makes it sound so pleasant. I have one big pain in the ass teenage daughter.
Marcy: You never know Karen; just because we have a black president doesn’t mean we talk about that shit.
Becca: You know what really scares me? I liked being fucked up, now more than ever. Is that a kid thing or a family thing?
Hank: I’m a writer Sasha not a fuck toy. Sasha: Don’t look now but your manpon string is hanging out.
Director: Fucking sequels.
Hank: I feel a hate crime coming on. Charlie: Don’t be hatin’ on the good news dance.
Charlie: What is a hairy scary A-lister to do? She calls the Marster over there and what does Marci do? She accidentally tears off a…