Envy me. That's my wife. Those are my kids and I sell womens' shoes
I'm studying this Kryptonite thing, if it will stop Superman, it might work on your mother
This woman comes in, who doesn't speak English, she points at the shoes, I pointed at the door, she pointed at the sky and knees me in the nay-nays
If I was the mailman, I would be having your wife!
