Let's just say that his backstreet went more than one direction.
A. "Let's twist again like we did last summer...."
Kids: EGGS! BACON! WAFFLES! CHOCOLATE CHIP PANCAKES! Me: Let me rephrase. Who wants toast
A: They got married in the spring.
Because it happened in the *past*a.
Scissor me timbers!
Because he dropped the beet.
Robber ducks !
Looks to me like they go both ways.
Because that's the direction his car was sliding.
Apartheid America. What's white on the bottom and black on top A prison shower.