Guess the tunes:
- Thou hast to hide thy kid, hide thy wife, and hide thy husband, for they are forcing intercourse upon the entire population of this area.
- HALT! Cooperate and harken.
- Thou ist nothing but an adolescent scoundrel, Madame. Hark the melodies of Iron Maiden, Madame, in my presence.
- I do possess 99 quarrels, but a wench can not be identified as one.
- On occasions I will thrust my hands toward the sky, exclaiming the first and fifteenth letter of the alphabet, it is necessary to release.