Buster: I wanna be a real man! I wanna get in a fight! I wanna make love to a woman! I wanna get a checking account!
Gob: (to Buster) Well, just remember she's used to being with me. That's like going from prime rib to...the weird brother of prime rib.
Michael: We've got a picture of you with Saddam Hussein.
George, Sr.: I thought, I thought that was the guy who played the Soup Nazi...I told him how much I liked his work.
Kitty: Do you like my outfit?
Gob: Not as much as I like what's underneath it.
Gob: No, I need your chair. Get up.
George Sr.: Nope, you killed Mr. Weatherman when you left the door open with the air conditioning running that one summer.
This post was edited on 11/20 at 11:12 pm