A child with pitchfork in his back
He was a little down.
The baby grows up and learns to stop crying.
Its a slippery slope.
Student:I don't know. Teacher: Bark, my child, bark. Student: Bow, wow, wow.
When he turned the tables on the Temple vendors!
A: Um, round But that's not really... R: Got it
Babies, because you can use a pitchfork.
With a pitchfork