The Magical Mystery Tourettes

I guess I would like long walks on the beach. But maybe not too long. Maybe just semi-long. Like meeting you somewhere-in-the-middle-sort-of thing. Like half a mile. Hopefully not during the daytime because I don't think I'd like the sun too much. Too hot. Not enough buildings. Not at night, either. Too scary. And maybe not on the beach. I don't really like the beach. I don't like sand. And maybe not outside. Maybe just a walk inside. Somewhere like my house. How about you walk and you get me something at the refrigerator and I'll just sit here and watch just a little TV?

That's the way, uh-huh, uh-huh, I like it, uh-huh, uh-huh.