If I made a flying painting, you would probably try to kill me.
Is this a case of indecision, or just a lack of comprehension?
Dusting jet planes off,
Distrusting numbers,
Impaling screwdrivers in a cucumber
I will often dillydally, keeping notes while I am shaving,
My religion is my first love, it exists on tire changing
Dialing telephones,
Eating carpets,
Jumping on a comb,
Electric Eeling
Driving over English muffins, it would make me oh so happy,
Jumping off the Eiffel tower is bound to make you lots of money.
Building two-by-four religious temples,
Reviving dinosaurs,
Submitting tables