Threats don't frighten me. I'm married!
If dynamite was dangerous, do you think they'd sell it to an idiot like me
Not everyone can move to a mountain, some are married to one
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
