Dead_Armadillos

Where, oh where might my true lover be?

It's a lesbian's boat... get it?

Melancholy, but it's hard to rhyme with "relapsed."

Decent song. Nice catchphrase. "What we have here is... failure to communicate."

I heard a grown man say this to a child once. Plot twist... it wasn't his kid.

Stoop kid?

Ooh baby

Give me a break

Smells like teen spirits

Unless I'm mistaken, Scott didn't make one single joke about the title of Saturday Night Live. If I had to use a taxi service to describe my level of sadness, I would have to say that I am Uber disappointed.

Pleased to meet you

Gay lives matter.

3 x 10-24 Seconds = 1.00 Jiffy That's all you gotta know

It stinks.

Just think about it, just think about it!

The best part of waking up is Mick Fleetwood staring back at you in the mirror.

But very attractive

I'll catch you

Leif Garrett and the Skip Dandy Vikings, checking in from the sunny shores of Iceland.

I actually prefer 100% organic wool socks crafted by surprisingly charismatic child-sized laborers.

I think the fart noise is mankind's golden punchline.

How does that make you feel?

We call him Phil for short.

This is the verse it reminds me of. It's also the part of the song that makes the most sense when you listen to it backwards. If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be alarmed now, It's just a spring clean for the May queen. Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run There's still time to change the road you're on. And it makes me wonder.

I wouldn't be surprised if they used that as a jingle.