Signed, Sealed, Delivered: The Vows We Have Made

A bucket of syrup fell off a Waffle Wagon

It's okay.

She's not even a cup.

Dear John,

So we know the letter's addressed to John,

Eight years ago,

Yes, well, I have an affinity for the past

Yeah, next time, I'll do it right.

Fred was passed around from station to station

And how is that my fault?

Oh, Captain, hi.

As you know, my mother left my dad and me.