A pat on the head.
A receding hareline.
'Where is the bar tended?'
A Moo - nwalker
Roast Moosmallows!
You stay here, I'll go on a head.
Because their heads are so far from their bodies.
Count the stars in the sky and that's how much I love you "But it's so cloudy" *pats her on the head* Yeah I know