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
Oh My God, she's a hundred and she's still kicking high
I should get a job on the bomb squad... then there will be hope
I'm a living example of how the brain really doesn't need blood to work