I Tried To Put On My Left Shoe But It Was Really The Right Shoe So I Put It On My Right Foot But It Turned Out It Was The Left Shoe After All

I'm gonna grab that bottle right out of your hands then promptly run down the street and hand it to a homeless man who will then don a cape and reveal himself as the king of a foriegn country and we'll go skiing together the next day. Then, six buckets of ice cream later, everyone will smile intently as we sing songs from old commercials no one watches anymore that may or may not have been referenced by Family Guy, I haven't decided. I'll pop open the door to my compact disc player (portable) and play some hip-hop from 1982 LOUD until our neighbors come down but not to yell, to PARTY. Dance. And how come those pickles in the fast food hamburger taste so bad? I would write a name down on a piece of paper, tear it into small pieces and smuggle it into a wasteful, wasteful ticker tape parade if I thought it would help, but that thought never crossed my mind. Gonna skip town, if I were 100 feet tall. Not gonna do it now I guess is the answer. The stars look like asteroids.

Don't look at me that way. I'm gonna climb the tallest mountain and you and your little sponge buddies can only stop me with a special decoder ring, found only in specially marked boxes. And I have all those boxes so what you gonna do.

I don't need a shower, only my ears do.