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Pop-quiz hotshot.
Stand up and walk out on me?
Lie through your teeth and tell me its reminiscent of Leonard Cohen?
Not notice, cos your tone deaf?
Slice off both your ears and eat them to muffle the sound?
Grab your banjo and your inbred friends for a good old fashioned hoe-down?
Get by with a little help from your friends?
Pop-quiz hotshot.
You can't hide unless your crucified,
and you wont stop 'til its too late.
Last of the Okinawa Fighters
sooooooo got to much time on ur hands eh ?
Your Music Is Bad And You Should Feel Bad
But Phil, look at the joy he brings unto our lives....
Less of the sass, Captain Sassypants
Time, yes.
Too much, yes.
joy to lives, maybe.
wadda u mean MAYBE. U bring hoards of joy to our lives...not necessarily with the above, but hey!
Less of the sass, Captain Sassypants
ah, tats sweet. But lies!!! i am miserability walking(I coined a new word there, cool.). nah, joy is joyous and makes me joyful.
I like happy.
You can't hide unless your crucified,
and you wont stop 'til its too late.
Last of the Okinawa Fighters
You accoooz me of lying mr took? FOOL OF A TOOK
Less of the sass, Captain Sassypants
Me, accuse?
Liar, You?
Nooooooo!
i was just um, saying that.... er, oh, look over there its a diversion....
very subtle took.........congrats on graduating inconspicuousness school.......
by the way, banjos, hoe down, im awaitin!!!
Could you tell me the next time that you're chokin?
Coz i'll rush right over to shove some dirt right down your throat.
Cool, I got a friend with three eyebrows who plays a pretty mean jug. I'll just grab my dungarees and long johns...
'Hi, Tex. Were having a Hoe-down. Im down, but Im not a ho.'
Alan Partridge, great.
You can't hide unless your crucified,
and you wont stop 'til its too late.
Last of the Okinawa Fighters
....yeees........
did you mean 'jig', as aposed to JUG ?!
Could you tell me the next time that you're chokin?
Coz i'll rush right over to shove some dirt right down your throat.
Jig? Jug? No I definately meant Jug. You know One of those old mason jugs with two lil round handles and half full of moon shine.
Phe... some would think, one had never attended a hoe-down.
Commoners... ...egh.
You can't hide unless your crucified,
and you wont stop 'til its too late.
Last of the Okinawa Fighters
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