Yay! Two of my favourite beers in one!
All I could think of is a contented rice farmer, where is your mind at? 
You expect me to know my own mind?
Well, who does?
I was kinda hoping you’d know my mind; do you?
Would you mind if I cross-checked my index?
Don’t they say a mind is a terrible thing?
But only when it’s wasted?
Who’s getting wasted?
Do you mind?
Does it matter?
Do you share?
Are you insinuating something?
As in easing something into?
What does ecsinuated mean?
Isn’t that what those two prisoners in New York state did?
I wonder if those two prisoners in New York were fans of Rita Hayworth?
That lady tailor they busted for helping them didn’t look much like Rita Hayworth, did she?
Why did his father say he was jealous of her blue eyes?
Does anyone know what it’s like to be the sad man, to be the bad man behind blue eyes?
If I swallow anything evil, will you put your fingers down my throat?