The electric yellow has got me by the brain banana

The electric yellow has got me by the brain banana.

Oh, not in Utica, no, it's an Albany expression.

We at the network want a dog with attitude. He's edgy, he's "in your face." You've heard the expression "let's get busy"? Well, this is a dog who gets "biz-zay!" Consistently and thoroughly.

Ruff, ruff! I'm Poochie, the rocking dog! Hi, I'm Troy McClure. You may remember me from such cartoons as "Christmas Ape" and "Christmas Ape Goes to Summer Camp".

Maybe I can finally meet Jim Jarmusch and ask him who he is.

My mistake was grabbing the cheese.

You could grate cheese on those abs.

Rich people aren't happy. From the day they're born until the day they die, they think they're happy but, trust me … they ain't.

So I got my period today.

So here comes Buck Mitchell in a spot every kid dreams of, where a sacrifice fly could lead his minor league team to a wild card spot.

Watch the potty mouth, honey.

Yo, check this out: black guys drive a car like this! Do, do, chh. Do be do, do be do-be-do. Yeah, but white guys, see, they drive a car like this! Dee-da-dee, a-dee-da-dee…

If Phish don't see a prescription slip, we are outta here!

I smell marijuana smoke.

I could walk up to the president and blow smoke in his stupid face and he'd just have to sit there, grooving on it.

Looks like another homosexual party boat. They always have such nice things.

Attention American workers: your plant has been taken over by an all-star team of freelance terrorists.

But it's the last day of the Isis exhibit!

Today on "Ben": mothers and runaway daughters reunited by their hatred of Homer Simpson. And here's your host, Gentle Ben.