:58:00
Poetic license.
:58:02
"His tires were bald...
:58:04
"...and they went flat
:58:07
"So did our love...
:58:09
"...and that was that"
:58:15
Maybe you could write
a song about my wife.
:58:18
Do you love her?
:58:22
Yeah, she drives me wild.
:58:24
What about her?
:58:29
She had her lips done.
:58:31
Had little bits of fat...
:58:33
...squeezed into them.
:58:36
Now my wife has lips like a blowfish.
:58:39
But in a good way.
:58:43
"My wife has lips like a blowfish"
:58:50
I don't see it, but I could be wrong.
:58:52
If I had any talent as a Country
singer, I wouldn't be sitting here.
:59:04
"Sitting on the side of the road
in the middle of nowhere"
:59:10
Sounds awfully familiar.
:59:13
It's good though.
:59:20
This is one godforsaken road.
I bet you no one ever comes down it.
:59:36
Yeah, well, they won't stop, though.
:59:48
Bet you need a jack.
:59:53
Then what happened was...
:59:55
...he came as a hundred mouths,
open and stinking with decay...
:59:59
...and he tore at my flesh
from every angle of Heaven.