Don’t worry, nothing could have happened, I’m gay.
[relieved] Ah, that's right. You're gay. Wait, how gay? Like, 1 being "Yay, it’s college!" Or 10 being "I’m going Subaru shopping with Ellen and Rosie."
I'm closer to a nine. I mean, I make my own soap, but I don’t sell it at the Lilith Fair.
Well I can see where Walden gets his pretty face.
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Well aren't you sweet? He's single, you know.
I know, are you? [Walden hastily gets his mother out of the house and turns to Jenny]
Hey, just 'cause you came out of it, doesn't mean I don't want to get into it!
'Twas the night before Christmas when all down the beach
Not a creature was stirring, not even a leech.
Alan was nestled, all snug in his bed
While visions of lesbians danced in his head.
Brooke and Jenny were sleeping, a long winter's nap
Surrounded by bottles with nary a cap.
Jenny was nervous and frightened, but took a big chance.
She let Brooke in her heart, as well as her pants.
While Berta in her vest and I in my hattie
Had just baked our brains out with a big Christmas fatty.
We started to doze, we hadn't a care.
Happy Christmas to all. My balls have no hair.
You don't have the death certificate, do you?
No, but I'm sure my mom does.
How are you gonna get it from her without telling her about the money?
Uh, remember four years ago, how I told you I'd only be here a few days? I think I can figure it out.
[looking at audience] I can't wait for this to be over.