Slit your wrists and be a man, so I stole your fucking wife a gift returned from over stating black sheep shoved in line, at pink dumbo land shoulda looked again she can't be my wife, cuz she's high school till death better look, better Wow, wow, shes maligned, cuz she can't be sincere.
Razors pain you Rivers are damp Acid stains you Drugs cause cramp Guns aren't lawful Nooses give Gas smells awful You might as well live!
Peter: I'll handle it, Lois. I read a book about this sort of thing once. Brian: Are you sure it was a book? Are you sure it wasn't nothing? Peter: Oh yeah.
one day i went walking in the park, and a man walked up to me see he said can i ask you please what the time is that is on your watch, id really like to know, really like to know , does anybody know what time it is, does anybody really care?