February 19, 2012 | 0 Comments
Frank: She said she had some personal business. I change her diaper, what’s more personal than that?
Frank: She said she had some personal business. I change her diaper, what’s more personal than that?
Fiona: When were you going to tell me, on the flight to Miami? Or is telling your girlfriend you have another life something you talk…
Grammy [to Frank]: I need you to powder under my tits before I go to bed. I’m chafing like a son of a bitch.
Jasmine: it was snowing all summer long in Chicago!
Kevin: How can you be so cold about this? V: Because she hurt my Kev, and nobody hurts my Kev.
Grammy [to Lip]: You f*ck girls with that thing?
Frank: Just for the record, a lot of great men have been well lubricated. Henry Food, Scott Fitzgerald, David Hasselhoff, they all kept a…
Grammy: I’m not the reason your life is a piece of crap. You came out of me a loser!
Sheila: Your coochie smells like brimstone and Sulfur!
Fiona [to Lip]: What you don’t get enough abuse just being Frank’s son?