My son's 10 years... hold on... OFF THE COUCH! brb... convulsing.
They always turn out blurry from him shaking them.
They'll hold a Beyonceance.
Me: You really aren't my kid are you
They're both hoping for nine inches, but will be happy enough with five.
Me: Way less than I couch.
Likud.
You stop milking a cow after 10 years.
Wife:What is 10 years with me Husband:A second. Wife:What is $1000 for me Husband:A coin. Wife: Ok give me a coin. Husband:Wait a second