Bricks get laid.
A school teacher tells you to spit out your gum, a train says choo choo.
200 ft: Aaaaaaaaa, bump 2 ft: Bump, aaaaaaaaa (Yes, it's an old, really old joke. Surprisingly haven't seen it here, yet.)
Bob. Same guy laying on the floor Matt. Same guy hanging on the wall Art. Same guy in a mailbox Bill.
An eggroll !
Put a brick under each hoof!
You'll eventually end up with enough bricks to build a free garage.
None. They just blame feminism for the darkness.