I'm at a loss for words here...

Jared's glad that you fucked mom and you blow dad

Hey, Brad, grab her tit!

Emily's been making a man (but it can't be...Mr. Belvedere?!?)

Oh, to be a saxophone...

You will have a happy Hanukkah!

Hooray for Boobies!

Tracy, describing her projectile, capable, friendly working vibrator

You'd better wise up and build your thighs up (no, seriously. Just a few Quarter Pounders!)

Emily, giving herself over to absolute pleasure

Please, God, NO!!!! Not the green-thonged Riff and hairy-pitted Magenta!!

Jared imitates Ubu and sits (good dog!), as Tracy enjoys a bong. Or is that just the fog machine?