All I want for Christmas is you. Seriously. Get in the box.
Choosing her over you was like choosing Josh Hamilton over Torii Hunter. I regret it every moment of my life.
Will you guide my sleigh tonight?
You can be my Henrietta and I will be your Guiseppe.
My love for you is like the A's and Daric Barton: it never dies.
Can you tame my diamondback? Everybody else has.
Of all the butts in all the locker rooms, well, yours is way better.
So am I gonna be your closer tonight, or are you putting me in middle relief?
I don't speak in tongues, but I kiss that way.
Do you want to head to the Shrieking Shack? We could do some shrieking of our own.