You know, I've got a confession to make myself. I'm not really a priest, I've just got my shirt on backwards.
If I were but a man who would be tall, I would be me.
The sky, the sky beyond the door is bluuuuuuue!
I'd rather drive the yellow brick road, you wouldn't happen to know of a rental car place around.
Never interrupt me when I'm eating a banana.
Quiet! I'm expressing myself!