Sheldon's mom pays the guys a visit and there is a shocking revelation that will not be in Sheldon's weekly e-mail blast.
Shedon: Your God can work miracles.
Sheldon's Mom: Gunning with God.
Sheldon's Mom: If Shelly was onboard, he's write smut mouth on his pigeon.
Sheldon's Mom: I do regret not following up with that specialist in Houston.
Leonard: Kung Fu letters may not be politically correct.
Shedon: There is big news on the Amy front.
Leonard; Her parents aren't happy she's dating someone white.
Sheldon: You can lead a chicken to Crisco, but you can't make his mother fry it.
Leonard; You son seems to think we need to launch a pre-emptive strike on Burbank.
Sheldon's Mom: I thought it was our Indians that has the occasional alcohol problem.
Sheldon's Mom: Woman could hunt geese with a rake.
Sheldon: It was in my weekly e-mail blast!
Sheldon: Penny has a lot of money tied up in promiscuity futures.
Penny: Sometimes they only get to spin the tea cups.
Howard: I watch the Charlie Brown Christmas Special every year.
Sheldon: I worked up a couple of Q's that will embarrass his sorry A.
Sheldon: Your sushi, your sadness and your slutty shirts.
Sheldon: I apologized and that was hard for me.
Leonard: I'm going to take my bacon grease and head over there.
Sheldon's Mom: I'm going to thank a wax Ronald Reagan for his service to our country.
Sheldon: Or to use the clinical term Na-Ah
Sheldon's Mom: This one is sweet for your Rosary Rattlers.
Raj: None of our Gods have abs like that.
Sheldon's Mom: Coming to you from Gomorrah, California.
Howard: I'm trying not to burst into flames.
Sheldon: Smarty Pants!
Sheldon's Mom: I so should've taken you to Houston.
