*bites their heads off*
Blowtorch.
I don't sit down here. You never know what has been felt on the seats.
Awe, some of them look a little blue. How can we cheer them up?
I think it depends on your species. I feel different.It's a brand new year. I don't feel no differnt. Aren't you s'posed to feel differnt?
*snerk
Happy 2012, Gail. Sorry your butt hurts. Need an alcohol rub?
*Grabs a bottle of Smirnoff's*
Lay down, take 'em off.
*Starts party early*
Sanity is just a state of mind. Don't blame us.