I'll tell you what I do then, We'll stand you in front of a mirror, I'll begin strangling you, when you reach the shade of blue that is satisfactory to you, you yell "Moo" and I'll stop
I'm the only guy in the world who has to wake up to have a nightmare
I hate my life. Can't eat, can't sleep, can't bury my wife in the backyard
Don't let these slits on my wrists fool you