Whut's in the munchie bag. Whatcha did to the hay fields. Ol' Dan Matrix's wife. Whar the kitty sleeps. Whar ya hang the keys.
Dem plastic farks an' knifs.
Whut eats the grain in the barn. Whut holds up the barn ruf. When ya cain't 'member whut ya paid fer the rifle when yore wife asks. That there hippie talk fer the rat hole. Occasionally, you'd bring up a window that was covered with a Hefty bag and some duct tape.