I open the cabinets until I find the pots and pans one, for some reason not remembering which one it was, and try to pull a pan out. Instead of just grabbing one, I succeed in spilling all of them on the floor. Swearing, I cover my ears and keep the one pan at hand.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I want to shake off the dust of this one-horse town. I want to explore the world. I want to watch TV in a different time zone. I want to visit strange, exotic malls...I want to live, Marge! Won't you let me live? — Homer Simpson