I have never stepped on an idiot I didn't like.

I got no love to give, it's all drained by now, my heart a withered rose, just nothing now, find someone else to find love.

Girl, I got the right abs for you, just like pork ribs, I'm good, put on that barbeque, and do what you do.

Red tape is ripping my hair out and bleeding me to death, but it's better than nothing.

Carter never gave me a piece of the action, but I was too young then.

I have decided to spend my remaining days rolling on the grass in search of rabbits.

Change doesn't mean this: