"You think to make off with my daughter? Where is the talk of dowry. Perhaps an exchange of cattle... so many bushels …"

"Mal: Man they really got to you... that doesn't even rhyme!"

"Ok kids... STOP THAT UNDER SCORE..."

"You're probably thinking: what could a fat bald person of no specific sexuality know about love? But I, too, am in lo…"

"So will love triumph, or will everyone go home vaguely depressed?"

"fester loves... THE MOON!"

"Love of chocolate! You must love chocolate, everybody loves chocolate! Say you do, say it!"

"[to the family's pet squid] No! Bernice, he's a guest, you can't have him!"

"Are thy now prepared to join thy fabulous mother? She of skin so pale, eyes so deep, and DRESS cut down to Venezuela!"

"Three words people: total, body, make-over! Legs, hair, boobs, the full enchilada! Call me cougar, but I betcha there…"