She gives birth to a son.
Two. One to hold the bulb and other to drink until the room spins.
You don't need to, they glow in the dark.
One... but, what does it matter if she will ask a man to do it !
The older they get the easier they are to pick up.
She couldn't figure out who the other mother was.
It is now a parent.
A: Bison
Don't Let The Son Go Down On Me
Well, two Wongs don't make a Wright.
They say he made a mint.
