Me:Glowing Neighbour:Pregnant Me:No, she's on fire, just going for more wood Neighbour:You're sick Me:You're next
You don't have to beg your wife to blow your paycheck.
OC It was an obvious faux paw. Credit: My wife's a dork.
Bernadette.
Because no matter what card you cross, and how many, you're bound to start a fire.
None. They already glow.
Shoot him again.
A hermit crab !
She delivers.
To give their kids a wide birth.
Crazy like my triceps " "How sick is your mother Sick like my triceps "