"Truth is stranger than fiction, but it is because fiction is obliged to stick to possibilities; the truth isn't." Mark Twain. When I was...

Dropkick me, Jesus, through the goalposts of life End over end, neither left, nor the right Straight through the heart of them righteous...

Dropkick me, Jesus, through the goalposts of life End over end, neither left, nor the right Straight through the heart of them righteous...

Ralph: A one, a two, a one, two three four Dropkick me, Jesus, through the goalposts of life End over end, neither left, nor the right...

Dropkick me, Jesus, through the goalposts of life End over end, neither left, nor the right Straight through the heart of them righteous...

CAL.E AND D.C. SAY LET’S GO TEXANS!

Dropkick me, Jesus, through the goalposts of life End over end, neither left, nor the right Straight through the heart of them righteous...

Dropkick me, Jesus, through the goalposts of life End over end, neither left, nor the right Straight through the heart of them righteous...

Dropkick me, Jesus, through the goalposts of life End over end, neither left, nor the right Straight through the heart of them righteous...

Dropkick me, Jesus, through the goalposts of life End over end, neither left, nor the right Straight through the heart of them righteous...

Dropkick me, Jesus, through the goalposts of life End over end, neither left, nor the right Straight through the heart of them righteous...

Could have been the whiskey, might have been the gin. Could have been three or four six-packs, I don't know, but look at the mess I'm in,...

We get up early and we work all day We put our time in 'cause we like to stay up All night long We keep on grinnin' till the weekend...

The preacher man says it's the end of time And the Mississippi River, she's a-goin' dry The interest is up and the stock market's down...

Somebody's gonna hurt someone Before the night is through Somebody's gonna come undone There's nothin' we can do Everybody wants to touch...

Never give in. Never, never, never, never—in nothing, great or small, large or petty—never give in, except to convictions of honour and...

In the twilight glow I see Blue eyes crying in the rain When we kissed goodbye and parted I knew we'd never meet again Love is like a...

Should auld acquaintance be forgot And never brought to mind? Should auld acquaintance be forgot And the days of auld lang syne? For auld...

C.: Well, it’s Sunday, so I must fill in for my youngest son at The Kennel tonight while he’s on tour with Beauty and the Glowfish. He’s...

Jeremiah was a bullfrog Was a good friend of mine I never understood a single word he said But I helped him a-drink his wine And he...