One of these days I'm gonna be walkin' around the house naked, shittin' all over the place wherever I go. Probably pissin' & droolin' too. Mrs. 17's gonna be crawlin' behind me, tryin' to clean up my mess. Poor woman. :(
Sooner or later someone's gonna decide to put me in a bed somewhere, and I'm gonna get to live out the rest of my life lyin' in a bed playing guitar in Disneyland with Zeppelin.
Anybody got a problem with that?
