You Know, As A Writer, I'm More

What Would Pop-eye Do In A Tight Spot Like This?

I'd Like To Be A Jellyfish, 'cause Jellyfish Don't Pay Rent.

We're Wanted Men, We'll Strike Again, But First Let's Have A Beer.

We're Weird Roman Candles Burning Bright At Both Ends. At The End Of The Road's Where This Story Begins. Where The Green Of The Gulf Meets The Blue Of The Sea. What Makes It All Happen Is Still A Mystery To Me. But Those Crazy Days And Those Crazy Ways, We Never Want To Undo. We'll Be Together, Now And Forever.

There's A Little Bit Of Fruitcake Left In Everyone Of Us.