Afraid of "hey",
Don't greet my like that,
I'll just run away.
- Afraid of "Hey" by @bgm
Okay, here's the real deal:

Afraid of "hey",
Don't greet my like that,
I'll just run away.
- Afraid of "Hey" by @bgm
Okay, here's the real deal:

"Your fragrance.... like a turd on fire."
(What song? No song in particular. It just popped... or pooped into my head.)
Mr. Snackman, bring me a snack
Make it the cutest that I've ever seen
Give it two licks like roses and clover
Then tell it that its lonesome nights are over
Snackman, I'm so hungry
Don't have no bite to call my own
Please turn on your magic bean
Mr. Snackman, bring me a snack
- Mr. Snackman by The Chordettes
"We could be zeros, just for one day!"
- Zeros by David Bowie
(Periodic reminder that if I corrupt a song, it does not mean that I hate it.)
Your own personal dingus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who cares
Your own personal dingus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who's there
- Personal Dingus by Depeche Mode
All nylon
All nylon
All nylon
All nylon
Oh, yeah
- All Nylon by Lionel Richie
Monopolis
Il n'y aura plus d'étranglés
On sera tous des étranglés
Dans les rues de Monopolis
I want to know what lava is.
I want you to show me.
- Foreigner
"Oh, I, I just pooped in your arms tonight
It must have been something you said
I just pooped in your arms tonight"
- (I Just) Pooped in Your Arms by Cutting Crew
Lest anyone think that "pooping in someone's arms" is a ludicrous proposition, my relatives used to tell the tale of a baby who pooped in my aunt's arms at someone baptismal.