"Don't hold in your farts. If you do then the fart leaks into your spine and travels up your back into your brain. That's where shitty ideas come from."
What is this, MySpace? I'm a smart dog that found an apposable thumb for both paws. Now I go around sharing my personal information on profiles in internet sites.
Small fuzzy things that run from me when I chase it. The Mail Man! I don't know why but we just don't see eye to eye.
Has, is, and always will be in black and white. I hate it.
I don't go.
I like to sing late at night and keep everybody in the neighborhood awake.