From now on, the skies are filled with mud and my teeth glow like halloween. I leave my house early in the morning and ride my bicycle to work because I'm sick of scrubbing the bloody oil from my hands. It's slow riding, but it will certainly help me towards killer abs, and I wont even have to quit drinking beer.

Dance. Dance? Dance!!

Like you've got no feet!

Though you hear no beat!

Waggle like a bumblebee with a hot honey tip!

Boo-Ya!