So he could wake up inside.
Spit, swallow, bite, and gargle.
Your mum doesn't starlings.
Mourning Wood
Me: We're putting Harriet Tubman on something that enslaves us all today.
The leaf, the Emo is too depressed to go outside. I saw this joke reposted so many times. I figured I'd mix it up a bit.
A: Catsup!