Men came in the night
To take my big red machine
Alack, they were foiled

Two new batteries
In my electric stapler
Make it go "kapwingg!"

regard the large sky
beneath which we suspended
dangle for a time

fear i the raptor
swooping on my fuselage
with a big pecker

Look! I`ve got two things.
You`ve one thing, flanked by two more.
None as big as hoped.

Moon hung in the sky
Like that big Batman signal
But no manbat came.

Played Curry Wars yet?
My naan`s bigger than your naan;
Kryptonite lassi.

Curry with big naan.
Love the taste, but hate the smell!
Thank god for Febreze.

or should jar jar say
with more appropos accent:
"give me your seed, mon"

Why would aliens
want to have sex with earthlings?
"man, give me your seed"

Don't ask Sebulba
for a hand job, or he will
fall over sideways

I did a princess.
She ordered my soldier to
Stand at attention

jawas are so bad
they can only get off with
masochistic droids

How do Jawas
reproduce with big, wrinkly
black tar pee-pees?

Oh damn, I forget.
Mum, what is the Spanish for
''I am a rent boy''?

Aiee, chico nino.
Senor Smeeth acqui, pero
jo no hay pesos.

Hola Senor Smeeth,
Que tal? Me llamo Pedro.
Quiero tu pesos.

With sunglasses on,
I look just like Jackie O.
Without them; Pedro.

Little clockwork nun,
With your breath of fiery sparks.
Would you bite my thing?

I search and destroy.
No longer harmless girlie.
Yes, I`m twenty-four.

Still I am perplexed
by that sky-blue candy floss.
And I`ve been out, too.

hump your clone
is itautoeroticism, orjust incestuous?

I have stuff to do.
I have so much stuff to do.
Ooh, look

That''s Bob 5 percent
There, by the coffee machine
Buying white coffee

See that little light?
Twinkling in the sky, yonder?
No, I can`t either

I am king of trees
I am master of light bulbs
Teapot, anyone?

Two threes make a six
But two wrongs don`t make a right
Synchronicity?

Yeah you fat drunkard
you could easily hurt me
with all your friends here
While you''re drinking Bass
I''ll be reminding your wife
how stupid you are

With Funny Bunny
And sullen Jimmy Gerbal
we piss on Laa-Laa

Make bigger your text
And your message you weaken
Like uh, a balloon

what the fucking hell!!!!
those damn blue collar tweakers
are at it again

you never see them
without robes on

Send me a toenail
In an enormous package
And I won"t find it

In certain wild dreams
I was you and you were me
What should I call you?