We're here to f*ck sh*t up!
Oprah, Barbara Walters, your wife.You gotta f*ck one, marry one, kill one, go!
So, what do we do now? We could hug? Yeah, you'd like that, you faggot!... I'm sorry, I'm new to this.
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but I will kick you repeatedly in the balls, Gardocki!
[after hearing Brennan sing] You have the voice of an angel. Your voice is like a combination of Fergie and Jesus.
Shut your mouth. Sh-sh-shut your mouth.
This house is a fucking prison! On Planet Bullsh*t! In the galaxy of This Sucks Camel Dicks!
[waking up from dreams on top of each other] Oh no, I'm late for school. I'll kiss you on the mouth, Kenny Rogers.
I tea-bagged your drum set!
This wedding is horse sh*t!
I manage a baseball team. Oh, little league? Fantasy league.
[mowing lawn, dressed as Nazi] Hey Derek, sprechen sie dick?
Why are you so sweaty? I was watching Cops.
Hey Derek, you know what's good for shoulder pain? If you lick my butt hole.
[Brennan is burying Dale in the garden] But I'm still alive! You're waking the neighbors! Shut up!
I wanna roll you up into a little ball and shove you up my vagina.
The only reason you're living here is because me and my dad decided that your mom was really hot, and maybe we should just both bang her, and we'll put up with the retard in the meantime.
I'm not gonna call him Dad. Brennan, you're 39 years old. I wouldn't expect you to call him Dad. Well I'm not going to, *ever*! Even if there's a fire!
We put liquid paper on a bee, and it died.
[referring to getting beaten up by kids, while crying] You know that one scene in The Wizard Of Oz, when the flying monkeys pull apart the scarecrow? That's what it was like