I’m a part-time gargoyle salesman and my wife is a freelance dog groomer. I need a place that’s close to plenty of 16th Century French Cathedrals, and my wife needs to be in present-day downtown. I want a backyard and an extra bedroom, in case we have kids, but my wife wants a micro house surrounded by used heroin needles.

You’re the Enemy!

Sneed did the deed, this much is true!

But Sneed blamed Glossip right out of the blue.

The Judge and the Jury believed Mr Sneed

As he stood on the stand screeding his screed.

He said it was Glossip's fault during the prosecution's quizzin'

Sneed did the deed, but they both went to prison.

Prison's where you go when you lose your court case.

It's a depressulous, soul-crushulous, scabulous place.

They live in small cells, with locks on the doors.

With Glossip waiting for Death to ride up on his horse

To take him away from the bars and the chains

With a lethal injection injected into his veins.

there are over 600 condemned

Calling them "condemned" just gives chills.

What happened to my two favorite segments?:

• Hang it Up, Keep it Up
• Jordan Was Wrong