So long, Mom I'm off to drop the bomb So don't wait up for me But while you swelter Down there in your shelter You can see me On your TV
Life is like a piano. What you get out of it depends on how you play it.
I wasn't really a performer by temperament.
Well, you ask a silly question, and you get a silly answer.
Filth, I'm glad to say, is in the mind of the beholder. When correctly viewed, everything is lewd.
There's ten stuffed heads in my trophy room right now, two game wardens, seven hunters, and a cow.