I want to hold your hand, hand, hand, hand...
Dad: "Can I see your report card, son?" Son: "I don't have it." Dad: "Why?" Son: "I gave it to my friend. He wanted to scare his parents."
It was two tired...
My Zipper.
Just one to hold it up as the whole world revolves around her.
His hand was bigger than his face.
Because then it would be a foot