You guys can wait around as long as you want. I am of off to Party.
Hey, even a high flying bird has to start somewhere. See if you can keep up.
She told me to bring a map, but, hey, I don’t need any map. Now where is it?
As cousin Spock said: ““Curious, how often you humans manage to obtain that which you do not want.”
And, thank heavens, I don’t ever need Lynyrd Skynyrd to be a free bird. Oh, how I hate that song.
Good old Joey. There’s one like him in every crowd, always has to stick out.
I’m imply gorgeous and no one seems to know who I am.
Man, I hate being a teenager. Spots on my face, the girls laugh at me. But some day, look out!
We’re the real Blue Angels, not those Navy guys who only wish they could fly like us.
So when they add synchronous flying to the Olympics, we are so ready!