Quote Originally Posted by foxtrot View Post
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the lord, my soul to keep.
If I die, before I wake,
Please make me into steak
Dish me up on a silver platter
Then act as if nothings the matter
Wait as they line up, forks in hand,
Bite your tongue and make a stand
As they chew, then you speak,
His last act was to be your meat....

(foxtrot original, please credit

Dude-I thought mine was messed up