When she said: “Don’t waste your words,
they’re just lies”, I cried she was deaf.
And she worked on my face until breaking my eyes,
then said: “What else you got left?”
It was then that I got up to leave, but she said: “Don’t forget.
Everybody must give something back for something they get.”
Het werd verdorie tijd. Proficiat, mijnheer Zimmerman.
vraag tijdens Trivial Pursuit:
Welke kunstvorm wordt bekroond met de Pulitzer Prize?
(waarbij de tegenpartij verstond: pull it – surprise)
antwoord:
euhmm… (lange stilte) Stand up comedy…?