She’s a contestant. It’s sorta like an inner beauty pageant. Ah, there it is. George Bush doesn’t care about black puppets. I’ve used one adjective to describe myself. What is it? She’s a contestant. It’s sorta like an inner beauty pageant. Ah, there it is.
Touché, Pandora. ♪♪ It ain’t easy being white… ♪♪ Please refrain from Mayoneggs during this salmonella scare. I know, I just call her Annabelle cause she’s shaped like a…she’s the belle of the ball! Mom always taught us to curl up in a ball and remain motionless when confronted. This was a big get for God. I’m not a prostitute. Michael: Then I shall let you live! Stop licking my hand, you horse’s ass.
So, what do you say? We got a basket full of father-son fun here. What’s Kama Sutra oil? Maybe it’s not for us. [Stabbing Gob] White power! Gob: I’m white! She’s always got to wedge herself in the middle of us so that she can control everything. Yeah. Mom’s awesome. I’m a complete failure. I can’t even fake the death of a stripper. What do you expect, Mother? I’m half machine! I’m a monster!!