I've got nothin'.
And I never will.
Until I buy that special break-open ticket, that is.
The one that's gonna change my life.
First thing I'm gonna do?
Going to buy a Bedazzler.
I've always wanted one.
When I was a kid I saw this commercial, and I was so excited
about getting my own Bedazzler that I had to wake my parents up to tell them about it.
I hear they took them off the market after a bunch of household pets choked on the beads.
You should see what it can do to a jean jacket.
I must have been a huge disappointment to my parents...
Really explains why I can't climb trees, doesn't it?
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