Johnny", responds his dad, " I neither know nor care." Edit: granma grammar.
Kung food (Don't hurt me, I know it's bad)
Because you know he's guilty
Mom: It's a private caller. Dad: Don't answer that. We only pick up for ranks Lieutenant Caller and higher.
Scratching at the inside of her coffin. Courtesy of my dad.
Who cares!
A confashion.
Screw it. EDIT: has a better answer lol
He smelled a little fishy. Edit: a word.
The waiter responds, "The backstroke."
I dont know and I dont care.
I don't know and I don't care.
Is it shaped like a peanut " "No," says Johnny. "It's salty"
TIMBUUUUUUUURTON