Its arse.
Me: "Snakes on a plane" Friend: "Whats it about " Me: "Horses... horses on a boat"
One dead baby in five trash cans
Don't feel blue, Berry, things will get batter"
The steering wheel.
Getting hit on by an ugly stranger.
Shoot before he hits the water.
It didn't hit the car's windshield.
So your arse doesn't slam.