Sunday, September 9, 2007

Last Words

I'll be in the Guinness Book for this
I'll get your watch out of the printing press
Don't worry, it's fireproof
It's probably just sleeping
What does this button
It's probably just a rash
So, you're a cannibal
My shoes are not untied
Pull the pin and count to what?
The odds of that are a trillion to one
Wait, the red wire or the blue wire
Of course this is going to work
I saw it on TV one time
These are the good kind of mushrooms
Rat poison only kills rats
Make me
It's strong enough for both of us
This tastes funny
I've done this before
That's odd
Don't be so superstitious
That birthmark looks like 999
What duck
There's no way he can hit us from all the way over there
Hey, you were on the news

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