Ladies and Gentleman, may I present to you...

...Mr Heywood Banks performing a few of my favorites:

I apologize for the Bob and Tom laughter, but this is the way I first heard it. I dig the poor photo-shopping of the monstrosity as well.

...and this one is an oldie, but a goodie...

I have to say, I'm not as fond of toast as is Mr. Banks. Toast alone = good. Toast on a sandwich = tears the crap out of the roof of my mouth. Hold the toast, thank you very much, I'll be avoiding the Quizno's Subs. Just play me the ridiculous song, please.

And rounding out the post today:

I sing this in my head every time I see a big rig on long road trips. XVIII - wheels on a big rig!!!

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