I proceeded to take that mitten full of the deadly yellow snow crystals and rub it all into his beady little eyes with a vigorous circular motion.

You can't be a real country unless you have a beer.

Modern Americans behave as if intelligence were some sort of hideous deformity.

You are what you is, you is what you am, you ain't what you're not. So see what you got?

Mama stroked his dinger, Daddy got stinky finger.

This here song might offend some, if it does it's because your dumb.

I never have no trouble with my rubber girl.