They hit the town and blow a few bucks.
A buck an ear.
For twenty bucks either'll take care of your toddler. -&y (yup, mine)
He said he was in town to shoot a pilot.
A solar panel.
Jihad a chance, and you blew it.
Sorry, I couldn't resist.
Because they were too Phar-ah way. I'm not sorry.
He wanted her to hit the hay!
Wait 12 hours and have Christmas Mourning
It's Christmas, Eve.