So you can see the look on its face. How do you get said baby out of the blender? Tortilla chips.
Ah horse apples!
if I'm looking at my phone I now reply, 'No. I am not Twittering,' in a sort of flat monotone. And tweet.
Because their peckers are on their faces.
he asked. "To my mother-in-law's burial." "Then why the scratches on your face " "She kept resisting, that old fart."
A baby in a trash compactor.
Egyptian dummies.
A. With a blender. Q. How do you get a baby out of a shoebox? A. With a straw.
You need one but you're not quite sure why.
It's nacho fault.
With tortilla chips
So you can make dinner and get head at the same time.