The only other Christmas spirit I have is in a warm dandy 40-ouncer. Now turn down that racket and let me nap.
Pick up after your pooches poop in the park
Sometimes for fun I play loud music to annoy my neighbors
There’s not much I like, actually.
I know what would make me smile
Pull my finger, Gordon. I dare you
Eat it, Gordon, darn dog.
No comment. I got nothing to say. I’ve got lots to sing about.
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