Do you like hot dogs? Well how do you like them hot dogs!?

[Do you like hot dogs? Well how do you like them hot dogs!?]

Spicy.

[Positive attitudes are infectious, but what the heck are ‘taters, precious?]

What’s “Taters”, eh?

[I try to not get super weepy, about my microscopic peepee]

:(

[I’m no grump, just a happy one-pump chump.]

One time!

[Don’t flick your beans before they hatch.]

Don’t.

[Jiminy Cricket, my bean, you should flick it.]

Jiminy Cricket, my bean, you should flick it

[At Christmas time we deck the halls, with God’s fat nuts and Satan’s balls.]

It’s important.

[Santa’s pants and Rudolph’s nose, when Christmas comes I’m bellicose.]

I have the power of god and anime on my side.

[No-No Boy and Bye-Bye Man, unemployed and in their van.]

What a life.

[An onion bagel, a large iced java; then out my butt comes molten lava!]

Youch!

[Dr. Becker, Sam Malone; Daddy Danson's here to bone!]

Yep!

[I stand upon my father’s shoulders, and stare at mom’s big boulder holders.]

Okay.

[He sees you when you’re sleeping, he knows when you’re awake. He understands it’s Saturday, so go ‘head and wake ‘n bake.]

He sees you when you’re sleeping, he knows when you’re awake. He understands it’s Saturday, so go ‘head and wake ‘n bake.

[If you’re considering suicide, please, dial 1-900-MIX-ALOT, and kick them nasty thoughts.]

Baby got back to loving life!

[What god hath joined together, let no man put asunder? Tell your mans to step off, he’s stealing all my thunder!]

What god hath joined together,

Let no man put asunder?

Tell your mans to step off,

He’s stealing all my thunder!

[25 million for Osama Bin Laden, that’s almost as much as Puerto Rico been gotten!]

25 million for Osama Bin Laden, that’s almost as much as Puerto Rico been gotten!

[Sam Malone & Dr. Becker, these Danson boys engorge my pecker!]

Be still, my throbbing wang!

[If you come a-knockin’, don’t come a-knockin’. I won’t answer!]

Stay away from my door!

[Salami, ham, and mortadella. Some toe nails, socks, a small umbrella. These sandwich options suck!]

Salami, ham, and mortadella. Some toe nails, socks, a small umbrella. These sandwich options suck!

[I threw the gauntlet at Satan’s feet. “The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not YEET!”]

YEET