Ric Flair, the stratosphere is reserved for you and me.
I'm thankful for my POLKADOTS!
I am the hit-maker, the record-breaker. I got style and grace, a pretty face. I'll make your back crack, your liver quiver.
What am I thankful for? MY POLKA DOTS!!
While the boys are in the back, laughin' and jokin', the Dream's out back. cookin and smokin'!
I have supped mead with lords and ladies; so to have I slumbered in nameless lanes and gored upon mutton.