You cry because you shoved a cactus up your peckar.
Stop crying and viper your nose.
You cry when you cut up an onion.
Nobody will look for them.
Look at her beaver.
Ma'am that's the cover of Vogue
To see how she looks like when sleeping.
He uses a cacti-lator!
He has an Asgard...
Wrap your package before you shove it down the chimney.
Smells like teen spirit.
Because it was a noble gas
