And to this day, those boys have never been seen again.
Could be heaven, could be hell. Hi there pretty boy. Welcome to the Hotel California. Such a lovely place. Such a lovely face.
Note to self, unplug toaster before cleaning.
"Hey Buddy, my eyes are up here."
Hey Martha, phone's ringing. Yeah and my head's ringing from that Vodka last night. Your point?
Now I forget was it uphill or downhill that they can't run??