Why don't you follow me down the brewery, I'll tie a bowling ball to my ankle, dive in a vat of beer, I'll leave this world the same way I entered my marriage. Dead Drunk!
Ahh. The home shopping network. Boy, this is a good idea for women, it was a little too tough driving to the mall with a couch strapped to their ass
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
That's because I don't love you like a son Bud