1. -As I was going to St. Ives, / I met a man with seven wives. / Every wife had seven sacks, / Every sack had seven cats, / Every cat had seven kittens. / Kittens, cats, sacks, wives, / How many were going to St. Ives?
2. -What time is it?
-It's eleven thirty, we're supposed to be there by nine.
-Be ready in a minute.
-Yeah, you were always fuckin' late, you were late for your own fuckin' funeral.
3. -Who's gonna feed your spider while we're gone?
-He just ate a whole load of mice guts. He should be good for a couple of weeks. Say isn't it true that French babes don't shave their pits?
-Some don't.
-But they got nude beaches?
-Not in the winter.
4. -Their names and ranks?
-They refuse to give me their names, but the ranks are nine lieutenants, five captains, three majors, and one very fat colonel who called me a... "cheeky fellow."
5. -Don't you even think of playing politics with me, little darlin', you'll be up way past your bedtime.
-And don't YOU think that I'll sit idly by while anyone smears my good name. Now you get those charges VOIDED, Senator. And you do it today!
-Or what?
-You like pissed off? Watch this.
