Only a dork will use a spork. For me a simple

Only a dork will use a spork. For me a simple fork will do. Hand me shrooms n Ill do them with you in an air balloon, uh, with the helium. Other emcees, man, i aint feelin em. Cuz

I am comfortably numb, including my thumb, you aren't just deaf but you look kinda dumb. By the way you dress, you are a total mess, got your cleaning tips from the local bum

who was your best chum, till you slept with his wife, he felt like taking his life, then stole lots of cash and started dealing in hash. You then went after his mother and blamed

your mutha's brutha, that's yo bro...that's yo bro... I caint take no mo, you a frickin frackin ho, you think I'm so meanus, well I'm sendin yo to Venus, see ya go...see ya go...

abdomen on Mars. But the roach didn't care about hardship. He had aspiriations. "First roach in space. First roach to live on another planet!" He scurried through the airlock

to the commander's seat. Oh, no! The domed man thinks its HIS chair. Roacher braced himself. Crushed, he climbed into the bum of the astronaut, who burst and grew a roach's head.

Norman Bates ran the roach motel, whose slogan was, YOU CHILL EM, WE KILL EM. The astronaut could stay there for free! Roacher arranged the transport to Roach Motel by text message

printed out and then hidden inside a mixed red and green curry with shrimp, carrots, and cabbage. Cooking time: since then until now. Serves the hard One you know. The One marked.

Cooking and eating for one was a lonely job, but soon after I finished my delicious curry I was glad I was alone. All night long I was glad. The next day I set out to find love.