Gorilla cheese sandwich for me, and I’ll be right over.
Knock, knock, knock! Who’s there, i’ th’ name of Beelzebub? Here’s a farmer that hanged himself on the expectation of a cheese sandwich. Come in time, have napkins enough about you, here you’ll sweat for ‘t.
Knock, knock! Who’s there, in th’ other deviled ham’s name? Faith, here’s an equivocator that could swear in both the scales against either scale, who committed treason enough for God’s sake, yet could not equivocate to heaven. O, come in, equivocator.
Knock, knock, knock! Who’s there? Faith, here’s an English tailor come hither for stealing a Croque Monsieur out of a French bakery . Come in, tailor. Here you may roast your goose.
Loose as a goose dnt get me started;
Gon of dem jiggaz when I step up in da party;
Knock knock knock knock;
Dnt get me started’