I don't know. Let me think. *pictures self riding jet ski made of bones through space*
Me: I see myself you friggin idiot. Let me see your degree
You don't let your friends borrow your Lamborghini.
I told him everyone knows he doesn't hire stupid people......
I don't know
They think on a whole different dimension.
Mr. Bus (think about it)
Vanessa: I want a divorce! Kobe: I wasn't planning on spending that much this year. Here's another ring.
Oh wait, nevermind. I'm an idiot...*
Holland.
Tie Astro-knots.
Shellfies!
A: By witchful thinking.
After your done munching on the breasts and thighs, you have a nice greasy box to put your bone in
A Bark-aeologist
If one bit you you could ride it to hospital !
Attire.
A Jet-ski.