If you promise not to live too long, I'll tell you
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
You may notice that my house is tilting to one side. That's because Peggy's relatives are over there visiting. Six of them. Twelve if you count her mother
