Gerald, get off the rock! Shove off, Gerald! Come on. Off! Off! Get off! Now you know better! Off! Off! Off! Off! Off!

Get your stick and get your fucking ass on the stage. On stage.

Now get your stick and get your ass on the stage. I can't.

Actually, it can be, but I told you sex doesn't count.

It sure does, boy. Why don't you scurry along?

Okay, we were going out. You were going to get sex anyway.

And why did I let you eat them? To get sex. Exactly.

You know what? Screw you, Sheldon. You are the most annoying person I have ever met.

For a second time. Yes, a second time. Get the hell out.

And one time, I rolled in under some girl's Quinceanera dress.

They're ninjas. I'm sorry, what? And they do karate. Okay, get out.

Are you listening to me? Yeah, sure. You slept with your husband.

What is that thing anyway? You don't know what this is? No. Good. Get out.

I don't know how else to say this, but, Anu and I are going to have sex tonight.

And what do you do when something goes wrong? You want to anticipate it. It's starting to snow.

You can't do that. Get out of here, Alicia. Right now. You're fired. No.

Okay, you guys had sex one whole time. Nothing can put out a fire like that.

Excuse me? Where's my boy? Seal the deal. Tap that ass. Money marries bigger money?

I wonder if it's from, like, ancient Rome where they'd actually chop somebody's ass off and then go, here.

That is sage advice. Which is surprising, considering your momma is so dumb, she... Nope. She studied for a urine test.