I didn’t get rich by signing checks. Weaseling out of things is important to learn. It’s what separates us from the animals…except the weasel. Your questions have become more redundant and annoying than the last three “Highlander” movies. Our differences are only skin deep, but our sames go down to the bone.
Please do not offer my god a peanut. Old people don’t need companionship. They need to be isolated and studied so it can be determined what nutrients they have that might be extracted for our personal use. I was saying “Boo-urns.” Oh, everything looks bad if you remember it. I prefer a vehicle that doesn’t hurt Mother Earth. It’s a go-cart, powered by my own sense of self-satisfaction.
Quote: You don’t like your job, you don’t strike.
Oh A Sarcasm Detector
Oh, a *sarcasm* detector. Oh, that’s a *really* useful invention! Uh, no, they’re saying “Boo-urns, Boo-urns.” I don’t like being outdoors, Smithers. For one thing, there’s too many fat children. What good is money if it can’t inspire terror in your fellow man? When I held that gun in my hand, I felt a surge of power…like God must feel when he’s holding a gun. You don’t win friends with salad.
That’s About all, I think
Donuts. Is there anything they can’t do? Homer no function beer well without. Fat Tony is a cancer on this fair city! He is the cancer and I am the…uh…what cures cancer? No children have ever meddled with the Republican Party and lived to tell about it.