asks the neutron. "For you No charge."
Hey, are you Jamaican a cake?
the frail man asked, his body trembling at every word. "In ten." "Ten what Ten years Ten-" "Nine." "Eight."
You owe me one cannoli."
Cat: "You 'bow' while me 'owe'."
A: Luters.
See ya next month )
Have always been curious of this.
The bartender replies, "For you, neutron, no charge."