I left highschool, and lost the will to live, and here I am
My kids may not be angels, but when they screw up, I don't blame TV. I put the blame squarely where it belongs, on their mother
Let me tell you something about sharing: don't do it. Nothing good ever comes of sharing. Your mother and I shared a bed and nothing good came out of it
Pretty women make us buy beer, ugly women make us drink beer
