February 14, 2011 | 0 Comments
Fiona: Brush your teeth, I wanna play.
Fiona: Brush your teeth, I wanna play.
Veronica: Tourettes coupled with bipolar disorder and a drinking problem, he’s a shrink’s wet dream.
Lip: Is that like a sibling brother? Or like a black guy brother.
Doctor: That’s the problem, there should only be two testicles invited to this party.
Veronica: Other than the presents and the booze, can you tell me three good reasons we should get married?
Frank: Here’s the happy couple, Kevin and Veronica, may you always have two testicles between you. L’Chiam!
Frank [to lady in body cast]: I bet it itches like you got crabs in there.
Fiona: I’m a 60-year-old lady with the vag of a newborn.
Fiona: Debbie stole a baby; we have to figure out how to return it. Lip: Why? Fiona: It’s Debbie.
Sheila: Oh don’t mind me, I accidentally took three of my pills instead of one.