"The gold trim package is a factory offering. The plates are my wife's fault. The spittle, cheerios, nooks, and cups are the result of "you know who..."."
Can you BELIEVE this clown?
EVERYTHING is someone else's fault!
Toyota did it, my wife did it, my miggit did it...
Be a man, Homer! Stand up and take responsibility!
Ok, you don't have to stand up right now. I know how much you ate this evening, and I, too, am having trouble standing up...
OOF.... I may sleep at my desk tonight...