Dr. Drew Baird

Sorry, I smell like frosting. I just love to bake.

My dog ran away! Let me get my coat.

I forgot I even had this on. I have so many charity t-shirts.

I'm actually on the board of the Pediatric Restless Leg Syndrome Association. I forgot I even had this on. I have so many charity t-shirts.

I guess one glass couldn't hurt.

How could he not want to come back to this beautiful lady?

That's not your dog. I can explain. Just relax.

I am the Generalissimo! I don't know what that means.

I don't know what that means.

I don't know what that means.

The word 'whom' deserves a defender.

Monthy Python, Live at the Hollywood Bowl. Classic.

I'm a flip-flopper.

The word 'whom' deserves a defender.

weirder things have happened, right? Isn't that Tracy Jordan?

Good morning, Regular Person Lemon.

You sound so sexy when you say that. Say it again.

You will see her. You will say she's cute. But let me just say that she is... complicated.

Because, honey, you keep setting fire to things.

You know, my mom did just die. Funny story.

Excuse me. I'm Calvin Klein and I think you should be my next underwear model. / Whoa, thanks! / You don't wanna get a card or... a phone number? / He'll figure it out.

It's nice of those guys to give up their court for us. / Yes... for us.

So I should probably warn you, I was pro in college.

What is this orange-y taste? / Gatorade.

Are you choking? Are you choking? I'm a doctor. Stay calm, stay calm. I just need... I just need to shake it loose.

Actually, they used footage of me from my high school swim team to draw Prince Eric.

Oh, yes, you can. The hot Italian lady from the Food Network told me so. Did she say it on TV? No, she said it to me when she jumped escalators to try to talk...

That's it! I quit! This racket is a fart and you cheat! You're a cheating bitch!

That's it! I quit! This racket is a fart and you cheat! You're a cheating bitch!

I want to use 'ironic' however I want.

Or as the French say... / Yeah. I'll see you around.

Yeah, I saw this gorgeous woman putting glasses on her daughter's Mrs. Potato Head. The why is not important.

Oh, my hooks. I'm just so comfortable with them that I... Whoops.

So I waved from the helicopter, which, it turns out, is a big no-no.

And it turns out the person I was waving to was not my old football coach. Of course not. You were in Zimbabwe. Well, it looked just like a black version of him.

I've got my hooks crossed.

Now, who's the dumb one? Ugh.