Are you Master of your Domain?
Rusty!
Boy, a little too much chlorine in that gene pool.
Cherish the cabin.
Well, there really is no junk-mail…well, everybody wants to get a check or a birthday card, but…it takes just as much man-power to deliver it as their precious little greeting cards…
Yeah I’ve been working out. I’m huge!
When you control the mail, you control INFORMATION!
The jerk store called, and they they’re running out of you!
(To Kramer-) You can’t move to Florida! That’s where people go to DIE! (To his parents visiting from Florida-) …Not you!
Sex, that’s meaningless, I can understand that, but dinner; that’s heavy. That’s like an hour.
I don’t see why’s she more self-conscious about that than her toe thumbs.
“I was in the pool! I was in the pool!”
~MD
I have a hair on my tongue and you put it there
Stella!!
Well, you know Jake, you should learn to use them. Like the way I’m talking right now, I would put an exclamation points at the end of all these sentences! On this one! And on that one!
You must go now.
Is he sponge-worthy?
As I rained blows upon him, I realized there had to be another way.
And now… the Airing of Grievances!
Oh lighten up…it’ll only feel like an eternity.