He whooped that boy's ASS.

Well thank Christ they're stopping in Uncasville.
Bust out the Trans Am, Tommy! WOOOOOOOO!!!

Never Gonna Get It (Diabeetus' lovin')
Not that way, Master P.

Because Diabeetus WANTS diabetes. Obviously. Dur.

Jesus HATES shit like this.
He told Diabeetus so.

It would be better if this were Jermaine Dupri
because THAT brother knows how to produce some shit.

Yes. Also, House is bleeding to death.

House is hallucinating b/c he's bleeding out.
Diabeetus believes House is lying on his bathroom floor, bleeding to death. He almost took the Vicodin but before he could, that neck wound bled so much that he passed out. The EMT in the rubble thought he might have nicked an artery, Foreman said he was bleeding and…

Good. Faith in humanity restored.
Thank you, Wachowski Brothers! Jesse Ventura hasn't done anything of value since Predator.

FUCK
Dammit, but Diabeetus be hatin' the goddamn networks today.

God fucking dammit
Why must NBC fuck everything up? "Hey, we have two solid hours of programming on Thursday nights! Let's shit on it, post-haste!"

MAAAAAAAAATTLOOOOOOCCCCKKKKK!!!!!!!
Bring it back.

Diabeetus has dead ears but, ya know, he's been collecting them for a couple of decades.

Hooray?
Huh.

One of Diabeetus' favorite Costner movies
Only Kevin Costner's turn in "A Perfect World" was better.

One of Diabeetus' favorite Costner movies
Only Kevin Costner's turn in "A Perfect World" was better.

That is a great point and actually puts a lot of the episode into a better perspective.

Only Mouse Rat has the balls to tell the Man what's what.
You heard it hear first, folks!

If by "bottomless barrel of smiles" you mean "festering sack of thetans"
then yes, Scientology is on to something.

What, no mention of working with Matthew McConaughey's sweat?
A Time To Kill is priceless. And by priceless, I mean starring Charles S Dutton.