I Want It To Go

I'm A Level 5 Vegan, I Don't Eat Anything That Casts A Shadow.

Aren't We Forgeting The True Meaning Of Christmas? You Know, The Birth Of Santa.

Love Is A Snowmobile Racing Across The Tundra And Then Suddenly It Flips Over, Pinning You Underneath. At Night, The Ice Weasels Come.

English? Who Needs That? I'm Never Going To England.

Think Beer; Drink Beer.