When I break wind it can start the windmills on an old Dutch painting.
Three words people: total, body, make-over! Legs, hair, boobs, the full enchilada! Call me cougar, but I betcha there's a couple of ninety year old hotties out there waiting to take their teeth out and chow down on a Grandma sandwich!
Time, my dear, is a thief. she'll steal your soul and flee on little fairy wings. STAY OUT OF MY SHIT OR I'LL RIP YOUR LEG OFF AND BURY IT IN THE BACKYARD! ...I love you...
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 love. Fester loves...
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!
[to Bernice] NoNoNo! The people elect the electors and the electors elect the president... Well I'm sure it sounded like a good idea at the time.
Just like the bull after the matador has stuck the sword een heem. "Nice job!... I hate you."
Have you met my daughter? This is Wednesday, the best thing that will ever happen to you... Don't screw it up.
[F]inds himself infested in hostile a land infested with mosquitos, rattle snakes, and many retired jewish peoples! But he manages to save three forks, this rapier and 5 million pieces of eight... or eight million pieces of five. The record is unclear.
And you must be young Lucas! Unless of course you are the father and you are the son... with a massive thyroid problem! Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha... I go to far...!
[T]his dinner puts me in mind of my great ancestor Hector Fernando Escondido Chimichanga a man hated by the church but clever with a quip. In fact upon being burned alive he said to the priest he'd be pink in the middle, a little crispy on the outside! Of course... {cut off by Wednesday}
Ok so I'm a goat... leaping from crag to crag like we do. mah mah
Ok so we loose the goat. No goat! I hate goats.
You think to make off with my daughter? Where is the talk of dowry. Perhaps an exchange of cattle... so many bushels of wheat.
Mal: Man they really got to you... that doesn't even rhyme!
Morticia: What are you wearing?
Wednesday: a dress
Morticia: A yellow dress.
Gomez: Paloma – what happened? You look like a crime scene!
Gomez: It's called Full Disclosure!
Morticia: Everybody sips from the sacred family chalice and confesses something they never told anyone.
Gomez: Loosely based on the inquisition.
Wednesday: Now here’s the thing. We’re gonna act real normal.
The Addams Family: Gasp!
Grandma: Define “normal.”
Lucas: Wait, I know this tree! it's where I first saw her! I was lost in the park when a pigeon dropped to my feet with an arrow in it, I looked up, and there she was! Wednesday with a crossbow, and she looked like Diana the Huntress. SHE CAN DO IT I PROMISE SHE CAN
Mal: Who?
Lucas: A Roman Goddess, Dad. She ruled the woodlands and was worshipped by slaves.
Alice: Isn't that interesting!
Mal: Well, that's great input that will get you through life.
Grandma: One sip of this will turn Mary Poppins into Madea.
Pugsley: I don't understand your references!
Grandma: Then stop the damn texting and pick up a book once in a while!
Morticia: Wednesday is growing up.
Gomez: She'll be Thursday before you know it!
Mal: 20 thousand square feet in the middle of central park how'd they swing that I wonder?
Alice: I don't know honey but that man looks dead.
Lucas: But you see the lover always comes back... Ulysses. Tristan. Romeo.
Wednesday: Look I'm home schooled... what's your point?
Gomez: You gave a child agrimonium!?
Mama: I did NOT! I gave him love and understanding... which is a lot more than I get around here! I know what you've been saying missy. Sure I smoke weed in the attic! It's medicinal! I have... gingivitis. And I'm the matriarch of this family! I'm somebody's mother! And let me clear that one up right now! You wanna know who's mother I am?! It's... ohhh I've got to stop smoking weed in the attic!
Alice: [sings]When I'm depressed Or feeling blessed A poem will get it off my chest They come to me They take no time They just pop out and always rhyme.
Morticia: Maybe you should see someone about that!
Alice: And they're always about the one thing everyone needs and so few have...