Only way I know it's spring is when the snow melts and I see my garbage on Marcy's lawn
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
Oh, Lord, if I ever meant anything to you, please let me fall asleep before she thinks of sex
Not everyone can move to a mountain, some are married to one