A bite in shining armor.
A fireside rug you can get a good hump on.
Cyborg Bjorn Borg hosting smorgasbords at the morgue.
A computer with a lot of bites !
Nothing. He just grit his teeth.
he thought, while shining a beam of pure information directly into his eyes from eight inches away.
Because she wants to rise and shine.
The champire!
Leeches and scream.
He didn't get a good knight's leap. Wakka wakka!