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Nah, that's okay!
I like it up here.
I can look down your blouse and think about stuff.
You really should have safety lights in your cleavage, KK.
Maybe post a warning sign.
"Caution: Canyon Ahead."
I like the echo, though.
And the fact that I can see that your left shoe is untied.
If I throw a quarter in, do I get a wish?
How come there's a crowd?
I don't like crowds.
They got people in them.
And those dumb things that look like people.
Plants! No....
Vegetables!
Ambulatory vegetables!
Don't like them.
They scream when you steam them.
If you put salmon in your nose,
will they swim upstream and spawn in your sinuses?
Good place to keep a pet, if you ask me.
If you don't, I probably wouldn't say.
I'm stubborn that way.
This way, too.
Put your head on my forearm
Whisper in my navel, baby...
Slow dancing with the short lessons.
Never really paid off.
Kinda like dancing with Cousin It.
All I can see is hair.
And I don't know what you ladies put in your hair,
but it smells like a chemistry lab.
And I can't smoke.
That stuff is flammable!
Poof! Midget flambe!
I'm getting hungry.
Coffee break.
Someone climb up here and keep an eye on KK's cleavage for me.
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