One Side Of A Conversation With The Guy Who Sang "Joy To The World"
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How do you know his name is Jeremiah? You're actually friends? Well, no, I imagine you don't understand anything he says. So, how do you know he's Jeremiah? He's a bullfrog, right? Wait, where did he get wine? How does he open the bottles? What do I mean? He has no thumbs. He's a bullfrog, right?
It's just fish. Not fishes. Go on.
Wait. If you were king of the world, I understand getting rid of wars, but why cars? And, really why bars? I know you aren't opposed to drinking. Because, you know you were bragging about a-drinking Jeremiah's wine. And he's really a bullfrog? I'd rather not make love with you, but thanks for the offer.
Again, it's just fish.
Wait, I don't know you love the ladies. You just said you wanted to make sweet love to me. Whatever your thing is, I'm fine with it. But you're confusing me.
How do you ride a rainbow? Is that the same thing as flying a high life. I really don't follow.
You're what? Oh a straight shootin' son-of-a-gun. Sorry, didn't hear you the first time. It's noisy here.
Fish. Just fish. Not fishes.
Yeah. Joy. I get it. I'm glad you are including boys and girls, but yeah, you've said "joy" like 90 times now.