[Boy:] Would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?
[Girl:] Will he offer me his mouth?
[Boy:] Yes
[Girl:] Will he offer me his teeth?
[Boy:] Yes
[Girl:] Will he offer me his jaws?
[Boy:] Yes
[Girl:] Will he offer me his hunger?
[Boy:] Yes
[Girl:] Again, will he offer me his hunger?
[Boy:] Yes
[Girl:]And will he starve without me?
[Boy:] Yes
[Girl:] And does he love me?
[Boy:] Yes
[Girl:] Yes
[Boy:] On a hot summer night
Would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?
[Girl:] Yes
[Boy:] I bet you say that to all the boys
..I listened to Whitesnake.
… is when vampire bats bite…
… Joe Biden hears the voices inside his head, and they don’t make any sense either…
… the Emu waits…
Hehehehehe…
…, when the meteors flash and the mailmen are out collecting the trash, and old Mr. Griggs is dismantling his Nash, That’s when I think of you.
… there’s a foul owl on the prowl…
Hillary plots her presidential campaign. For the third time….
….is the time to yowl.
…is when the mood moves me.
…is where you get the moonshine.
In the Still of the Night…
[Boy:] Would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?
[Girl:] Will he offer me his mouth?
[Boy:] Yes
[Girl:] Will he offer me his teeth?
[Boy:] Yes
[Girl:] Will he offer me his jaws?
[Boy:] Yes
[Girl:] Will he offer me his hunger?
[Boy:] Yes
[Girl:] Again, will he offer me his hunger?
[Boy:] Yes
[Girl:]And will he starve without me?
[Boy:] Yes
[Girl:] And does he love me?
[Boy:] Yes
[Girl:] Yes
[Boy:] On a hot summer night
Would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?
[Girl:] Yes
[Boy:] I bet you say that to all the boys
In the Still of the Night…
I’m sleeping soundly.
In the Still of the Night…
Mother Mary comes to me.
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
In the still of the night…
Biden marks his territory in the halls while trying to remember where the bathroom is
…is when I have a dream.
… you can hear the pitter-patter of Tonga on your roof.
…the Pope came up with the idea of adding booster baptisms to be fully baptized.
Brilliant!
Niagara Falls … slowly I turned.
Dr.Jill puts on Mr.Happy Glove and whispers…”Lets Go Brandon”…