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You shouldn't abstain from pork just cause you think that I want you to. You can eat pork, cause - why the fuck would I give a shit?... I created the universe. Think I'm drawing the line at the fuckin' deli aisle?
The video for "Repeat Stuff". Yes, there's loads of content that should be classified as Nightmare Fuel, but the way that it's executed and the purpose that it has in the video just makes it come off as very amusing.
The part in "Sad" where Bo says he saw a poster for a lost dog that didn't have any legs. It seems terrible, but then you realize there is no way that dog ran away and its owners are just incredibly oblivious.
Right Brain: There's something about her! I just can't describe it!
Left Brain: Tits.
From "Repeat Stuff:"
I love my baby and you know I couldn't live without her But now I need to make every girl think this song's about her Just to make sure that they spread it like the plague So I describe my dream girl as really, really vague, like "I love your hands 'cause your fingerprints are like no other I love your eyes and their blueish brownish greenish color I love it when you smile, that you smile wide And I love how your torso has an arm on either side." Now, if you're my agent you might be thinking, "Oh no, sound the alarms You're not appealing to little girls who don't have arms." But they can't use iTunes, so fuck ooooooooff!