I don't know. Let me think. *pictures self riding jet ski made of bones through space*
She didn't want them to grow into wart hogs.
One. He puts the bulb in and lets the world revolve around him.
None. Horses are not known to use operating systems nor computers for that matter.
It's a place of udder delight.
I thought friendship was magic
Because he thought his wife was a flake.
Another year!
Only one. But they have to sit in the dark room for a year, first, to make sure that the lightbulb is out.
Because I hear that in space there is no ice-cream.
You planet
All together now!) ***"How's it hangin' "*** Skip
Make sure you get my Gouda side!
Once you're done with the breasts and the thighs there's still a greasy box to put your bone in.
I wanna Bone a part
A broomerang!
A thief....
A Jet-ski.
