A Remote control
Because he could only say, "neighn!"
Poop in the specimen cup.
To work on his caw strength.
None, he lets the knives do the work
Count the stars in the sky and that's how much I love you "But it's so cloudy" *pats her on the head* Yeah I know
When you're right the whole room shouts "Here, here!" But when you're wrong one person pats you on the back and says "There, there."
you turn me on"
Having a remote control for your remote control.