Character: Ringo Starr

- What are your friends doing here?
- Exhibited.
- What exhibit?
- Yes, and expose yourself.

However, I could have sworn it was yellow submarine. Again, is this logical? Either this is one of the unidentified flying scraps, or a figment of my imagination. But the fantasy in my head where?

I'd jump in a river of pity, but looks like rain.

Hey, Ringo. I had a strange dream...
- I told you, don't eat on an empty stomach!

I'm sure grandpa doesn't like Sex, because I'm short.
- You have a real complex.
Yeah, that's why I play drums. For me it is the compensation factor.

- Are you a mod or rocker?
- No, I'm not a clotheshorse.