Ram it up your poop chute.
Organized religions by their very natures are misleading.
Let’s be realistic about this, the guitar can be the single most blasphemous device on the face of the earth. That’s why I like it . . . The disgusting stink of a too-loud electric guitar: now that’s my idea of a good time.
Elmer has the mentality of approximately one peanut.
Love of my life, I love you so. Love of my life, don't ever go.
Don't go to bed with any woman crazier than you are.