Category: Season 6

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Apparently he’s doing the fatty dance.” Inappropriate? Well, maybe. But I’m raising my son to be a straight-shooter. That’s his mom, right over there.”

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Dorian, again! That I don’t know if it’s the hormones or if the baby is actually eating the the bitch-cells but Jordan has…softened.In fact last night she…she ask me to cuddle her.

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Ah. Sorry, Jack, the machine’s broken. Looks like you’re gonna have to guzzle your juice down without any ice. Pretend, um…. You know, pretend it’s gin.

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Noobie’s test result came back. He’s got Vasovagal Syncope. (…)If he’s vigorously Valsalva he can activate his reflex and actually lose consciousness. Carla…he’d pass out when he pooes!

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Gin is an alcoholic beverage which, if your mommy’s strong genes are any indication, you’ll eventually learn to love as it slowly destroys a giant portion of your adult life.

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Sorry about that, Bobo,but I’m gonna go and tell the truth whenever i damn will, please. For instance, your tie. It’s hideous, in fact its only redeeming quality is to divert attention from the very visible outline of…your man-girdle.

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And did you tell him not since the late ‘eighties when you were trying to make it as an actress”?”

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Ok, in here we have Mrs. Frank, who is in renal-failure, a–and over here we have Dr. TurtleHead, who is suffering from a severe case of…the Sulkys”. Symptoms include bad posture, moppy face and a sudden uncontrollable flailing of the upper extremities. Is it possible I’ve misdiagnosed this malady? (…) There it is. That a boy! Beat it. All of ya! (…)”

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Jordan said I’m the only man she ever wants to have sex with! (…) Aren’t we sharing fantastic lies we choose to believe for personal reasons?

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It really is just super that you’re here with us as a reminder that surgeons really are simply ignorant scalpel jocks. Hell, after surgery…if there’s the slightest medical issue you just turf the patient right down to us, the real doctors, so we can pick up your slack. You cut…and run, if you will. That’s right, it’s not just a phrase used by political pundits who wear bow ties. It is also the number one reason that all of you should pray to God, or, in your case Rex, Mocho the Samoan Bird King, that you never have to be treated by these flesh hungry butchers. Jenny, take his glasses as a trophy.

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