His grades were below sea level
Your dog, son. I hit your dog with the car.
A son Bern
They bio-D-grade.
First grade.
He felt the slack in his dog's leash.
me laying on the ground in front of the car that hit me Because it's dangerous
It's a bouqet of forget-me-knots.
Ever tried dipping a sailor in a boiled egg?
Sea Level.
