Songs

WHAT, WHAT

I throw my hands up in the air sometimes singing "Hiiiii-Hooooo It's off to work we go."

(The Seven Dwarfs)

Near... Far... Wherever you are!

WHAT WHAT, IN THE BUTT?

Yours, baby. This can be all yours. Just put a ring on it.

What did you girls do with Yum-Yum? Three little maids from school are we, Pert as a school-girl well can be, Filled to the brim with girlish glee, Three little maids from school!

My milkshake don't bring crap to the yard...

Under my umbrella ella ella eh eh

Now I'm feeling so Fly Like a G-sus

Lookin' like a fool with yo' cats in yo' pants!

These boots are made for bacon

RULE IT FIND IT BRING IT BIND IT

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAH! I'm halfway theeeerrreee!!!

DOESN'T MATTER HAD SEX

(Jon Stewart)

I traversed the arid waste on an anonymous steed. The lack of precipitation was refreshing.

EVERY DAY I'M SUFFERING

Go cry about it, kid.