Rub it rub it rub it.
A frog if you throw it hard enough...
A seven-legged frog.
Rub-it!
The Eraser had rubbed the Whiteboard the wrong way.
The water washes away her tears
I said, "I had to wash my hands so I took it off and placed it on my lover--I mean your mother's kitchen counter."
She said "ugh nothing!"
