Category: Quips

You’re actually encouraging him to cross-dress on the same day that you’re introducing him to a religion that will condemn him to Hell for it. That’s a trauma twofer.

Say, Bobbo. You want to weigh in on pregnancy sex? You’ve seen an ultrasound. They have eyes, they have hands. How do you think they’re going to react to an intruder?

What could you possibly want from me in exchange for my support? Because I’m telling you right now, I am not dating that daughter of yours.

Newsflash: you can’t drink and then come to work – you’re not airline pilots!

Look, Pink, for the billionth time, no, I will not go out for a beer with you. Now repeat after me: Dr. Cox, you are not now, nor will you ever be, my mentor.

Oh hey there wait ’til you get a load of this, they’re giving me a teaching award tonight so I’m gonna need you to go ahead and holster up ‘the twins’ as you’ll be playing the role of arm-candy”.”

Well, I suppose it’s because when Jordan was pregnant, I mentally prepared myself for her giving birth to something green and…slimy.

God? My Brilliance is now becoming a bit of a burden….?

The man’s 92 years old, he has full dementia, he doesn’t even know we’re here. He is inches from Carla’s rack and he hasn’t even flinched.

Nice call on the anti-seizure medication, there, Newbie. You know I’m actually starting to think you may not be the worst resident that ever lived.