...err... Has anyone seen my glasses?
WE CAN'T HAVE SEX TONIGHT. WE'RE OUT OF CASTROL.
If you all drop your guns and surrender now, I promise no harm will come to you.
One intergalactic ringy-dingy...TWO intergalactic ringy-dingys...
To start her up... You take this lubricated glove and slowly shove it...
We're going to file this song under new wave alternative punk