December 2010
Like a blind man at an orgy, I was going to have to feel my way through.
Like a blind man at an orgy, I was going to have to feel my way through.
A-one, a-two, a-you know what to do!
Lisa: Do we have any food that wasn't brutally slaughtered?
Homer: Well, I think the veal died of loneliness.
Que Sera, Sera. What ever will be, will be.
Fools rush in where wise men never go.
I don't care if the sun don't shine, I do my...
We three kings of Orient are,
Bearing gifts we traverse afar,
Field and...
We three kings of Orient are,
Bearing gifts we traverse afar,
Field and...