We're raising mashed potatoes.
Because it is full of vegetables.
Your fence.
And the dad says: 'Wealth is caviar, champagne and women. Poverty is hot pocket, beer and your mother!'
The baby and the dad.
A mashed potato.
To get to the other side.
Expectorant(/spoiler)
One has parents
I don't know but when it sits on your electric wire and sings all your lights go out
Because they called it garbage.
So he could make ends meet!