Talk:War Discussion/@comment-24849899-20140721153818/@comment-24849899-20140723090100

Another patient in the room who looked strangely calm started singing as he sits three seats down from Deruella, he had the numbers 8032 and was in a straight jacket...

Patient 8032: (singing) When I was a boy my mother often said to me, get married son and see how happy you will be. I have looked all over, but no girlie can I find, who seems to be just like the little girl I have in mind. I will have to look around until the right one I have found. (singing) I want a girl, just like the girl that married dear old Dad.