SINCE MY SO-CALLED "KILLER" PANDA IS ACTUALLY A SPINELESS MILQUETOAST PACIFIST, I GUESS I'LL HAVE TO TATTOO SOME VICIOUS CLAW MARKS ON YOU... ISN'T THAT RIGHT, YANG YANG?

IF I HAD A HAPPY PLACE THIS WOULD BE IT

FOR A FEELING THAT IS GREAT, GO AND KILL SOMEONE YOU HATE

THEY'RE GONNA KILL, KILL YOUR SONS

OBLIGATORY BEN FRANKLIN QUOTE

"Our new Constitution is now established, and has an appearance that promises permanency; but in this world nothing can be said to be certain, except death and taxes."
- Benjamin Franklin, Letter to Jean-Baptiste Leroy (13 November 1789)

KEEP OFF MY FACE

SURE, TAKE MY MONEY, GO BUILD A ROAD WITH IT OR SOMETHING

FIRST, I'LL STUN THIS SPACE EGYPTIAN WITH MY KAZOO GUN, THEN WE'LL SHOOT THE HUGE SUPPOSITORY YOU'RE IN DIRECTLY INTO THE GIANT ALIEN MONSTER ANUS, OK?

GET YOUR FOKKIN' TENTICLE OUT OF MY FACE!

YOU DON'T SEE THEM FUCKING EACH OTHER OVER FOR A GODDAMNED PERCENTAGE

THE SPACEBALL RICOCHET

with my les paul
i know i'm small
but i enjoy living
anyway

YOU'LL GET WHAT'S COMING TO YOU

HOW ABOUT A NICE PUNCH IN THE BALLS?

MONKEY STEALS THE PEACH

IF THEY SAY I NEVER LOVED YOU, YOU KNOW THEY ARE A LIAR

JUST WAVES IN SPACE

The strange thing about television is that it doesn't *tell* you everything. It *shows* you everything about life for nothing, but the true mysteries remain. Perhaps it's in the nature of television. Just waves in space.

I WANNA BE A STATISTIC

I wanna be stereotyped
I wanna be classified
I wanna be cloned
I want a suburban home
Suburban home
Suburban home
Suburban home
I wanna be masochistic
I wanna be a statistic
I wanna be cloned
I want a suburban home
Suburban home
Suburban home
Suburban home
I don't want no hippie pad
I want a house just
Like mom and dad
I wanna be stereotyped
I wanna be classified
I wanna be masochistic
I wanna be a statistic
I wanna be cloned
I want a suburban home
Suburban home
Suburban home
Suburban home

YOU FAITHLESS SLIME

WHAT A SHAME MARY JANE HAD A PAIN AT THE PARTY

RELEASE THE BATS

My baby is a cool machine
She moves to the pace of her generator,
Says damn that sex supreme
She says damn that horror bat
Sex vampire, cool machine

THE MATCH THAT STARTED MY FIRE

THERE GOES MY GUN

A bullet through a frozen rose.

YOU BITCHES ARE JUST JEALOUS THAT THE U.S. OWNS THE MOON

A KIND OF BEAST COMPOSED OF A HUNDRED BILLION SHINING POINTS

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