Mommy, why is my name Brick???
Mom: When you were a little baby, a brick dropped on your head.
Mommy, why is my name Rose???
Mom: When you were a little baby, a rose petal dropped on your head.
Brick walks in, "Blagudnunag."
Roses are red Violets are blue I know a pedophile And he says he knows you
Pass around the roses, their casket full of hoses, crash it, watch it, the water! OH SHIT IT'S GONNA BLOW!
Roses are red, don’t touch the toys, these are what the priests use to lure in the boys.
Let's tell a secret about each other... I'll go first.
I
hate
you!
Blood is red.
Bruises are blue. I forget the rest... um, I hate you...?
Roses are red. Walls are made of plaster. Schoolchildren can move fast, But bullets can move faster.
Roses are red.
My soul is black.
I am never getting my dad back.
Roses are red, violets are blue, she is hot, but you're as ugly as poo.
My version of the Roses are Red Poem in MW3:
I thought Soap could trust you. And so did I too. So WHY IN BLOODY HELL DOES MAKAROV KNOW YOU?!
Roses are black, violets are black.
I’m colorblind.
Roses are blood red, violets are twilight-hued; your blood was delectable, and so was the rest of you.
Roses are blood red, violets are twilight-hued oh how I wish I was dead so that I no longer have to brood.
Death would be a reprieve as I would no longer have to be true, and I would no longer have to be around any of you.
Roses are red, I like girls from the South, a 425-pound teacher gets suspended after sitting on a kid's head and farting in his mouth.
Roses are gay, violets are also gay. If you read, you are gay.
There were 5 cows on a farm, one mom and 4 calves.
The first calf goes up to the mom and says, "Momma, why is my name Rose?"
The mother cow replies, "Well sweetie, when you were born, a rose petal fell on your head."
The second calf walks up and asks, "Momma, why is my name Lily?", to which the mom replies "Well honey, when you were born, a single lily petal fell on your head."
The third calf walks up, but before it can get a word out, the fourth calf screams at the top of its lungs. The mother cow yells, "Shut up, Cinderblock!"
A father is talking to his three kids.
Kid 1: Why is my name Rose?
Dad: Because when you were a kid, a rose fell on your head.
Kid 2: Why is my name Lily?
Dad: Because a lily fell on your head when you were a baby.
Kid 3: Auughhghhhggghhh!
Dad: Oh hey, Brick.
Roses are red, violets are not, everyone at Grant High School is probably a thot.
Roses are red, violets are black, I traded my son for 10 Big Macs.
Roses are red, Violets are blue, How many bananas can I fit, Maybe two?
