About Saturday Night.
When I say 'death is', you say 'final'!
They beep LOUDDD! / GO TO BED!
I'm in the plant if you want to talk.
*taps on casket* Now usually I don't do this but... uh...
Ooey, gooey, yummy yummy -- delicious -- quesadiLLa
It's gonna be there forever...
BUT BISH... *tilts head* ...HE CRAY. *crossed eyes*
You said you would be my Oprah!
They were making a sound the whole time... baaaah... baaaeh
Be our guest, be our guest... caviar, Versace...
When this baby hits 88 mph, you're gonna see some serious shit!