It knocked him cold.
He gets mourning wood.
You get Solar Morty and WOOOoooooo!
Cause' freedom RINGS!
Because she had no arms. Knock, knock! (Who's there ) Well, it ain't Mary.
An unfortu-naut... God that was horrible....
Peter Pot. He gets so high he never lands.
By icicles
He took his icicle