Son: Boys are gathering into our yard! Dad: ...How many boys Son: All of them... Dad: MY MILKSHAKES!
Dad replies: "I don't know honey, but I think, hitting him would be very wrong."
The son says,"Nice try dad, a chair!" "Not this time son, our dog is dead"
Arman.
The Son is attracted to black
His finger was up his nose.
Premature emasculation.
Because they take a fence to that.
I reckon that fence is around a yard."
A milkshake
A milkshake!
Violint
Polar bears gather around the ice hole.