Ever since I first saw Beauty and the Beast, I've wanted to cghnae these lyrics:When I was a lad I ate four dozen eggsEv'ry morning to help me get largeAnd now that I'm grown I eat five dozen eggsSo I'm roughly the size of a bargeMy mind always wants to fill in barn instead of barge . Of course that would be wrong (doesn't rhyme), but I think it would be perfect to show that Gaston ain't the brightest of the bunch. :-)