I don't want to be your friend anymore. You've got fifty friends knocking at your door. Life is short, so please understand. I'm fully qualified to be your man.
For the sake of Mary I kicked the reds. Junked the juice, drink coffee instead. Straightened my teeth, bent my back. Cut my friends dead from the old rat pack.
Big Mac, small Mac, burger and fries. Sheave 'em in boxes all the same size. Easy on the mustard, heavy on the sauce. Double for the fat boy eats like a horse.