and his slow sad sounding voice......wheres piglette and rabbit?
A bear of little brain . . .
hid in the bushes' head..........
is poop in the hand..........
You can wish into one hand, and sh*t in the other, and see which one fills first . . .
I know the answer to that one, pick me, pick me, pick me...........................
and Larry, Curly and Shemp
(Scrooge, to Marley's ghost:)
"You may be an undigested bit of beef, a blot of mustard, a crumb of cheese, a fragment of underdone potato. There's more of gravy than of grave about you, whatever you are."
(Huw, in How Green Was My Valley: )
"I can't be blamed for having read more words than i've ever heard spoken . . . "
No child left behind..............
he ain't heavy fadda, he's my brotha
