One

“…will never come-to again. One will never return. We shall join the dead, one at a time, and all our souls shall burn.”
Goth Fortune Cookie,
Sluggy Freelance

Did I mention that I’m short and stout, with hairy feet and uncanny aim with thrown weapons?

flew over the cuckoo’s nest

…size fits all

of these nights . . .

… more time!!!

…more for the road

This old man, he played…

…Day More

…ce upon a time

…for the master
one for the dame
and none for the little boy who lives down the lane.

…of you is the killer.

…more word out of you and I’ll stop this car.

… may smile, and smile, and be a villain.

…day at a time

…, 2, 3, 4
the frogs on your radio tonight and forever
 
looked at my watch it was quarter to one
i cummed
 
looked at my watch and it was quarter to two
i said "what did you use for lubricant baby superglue? "
 
looked at my watch and it was quarter to three
i said "goddammit bitch i gotta take a pee "
 
looked at my watch and it was 6 to 4
25 or terry kath chicago
 
looked at my watch and it was quarter to 5
i said “i don’t know what you got down there bitch
but i’m being eaten alive”
 
looked at my watch and it quarter to 6
she said “eww that smells like bratwurst”
i said “well yours smells like tuna fish”
 
looked at my watch and it was quarter to eight
7… whoops
 
looked at my watch and it was 9 to 10
here i cum again
 
looked at my watch and it was 10 to 11
fully extended twelve
 
looked at my watch and it was 13 o’clock
me and god just watchin’ scotty’s cock rock
 
looked at my watch and it said 14
that’s jailbait baby

…, one, two, three, five, Eureka!

more word outta you…!

[Sting] world is enough for all of us [/Sting]

(oops. I duplicated an earlier one, so…)

“…zero! Liftoff! Liftoff of STS-427, with the very first paying passengers traveling into space! Enjoy your seven day stay above it all and among the stars!”

I’ll sing you one, ho, Green grow the rushes, ho!
What is your one, ho?
One is one and all alone and ever more shall be it so.

I’ll sing you two, ho . . .

I’d keep going, but I don’t remember all the words . . .

…of you bitches is my mother?

…I love you/Two I’m thinkin’ of you

[sesame street pinball song thingy]two three four five six seven eight nine ten eleven twelve[/sesame street pinball song thingy]

Apocalyptica’s version was great.

time, at band camp…