And no one understand why I scream on the way back home
I wanna go the way all Bundys go. I wanna hang myself in my own basement by jumping off my workbench
You know Peg, I hate it when your mother weebles down here for her little midnight snacks which last until 9 in the morning
That was a great year for America. Ike was in the White House, women were in the kitchen, and guys like you were in the closet
