The rest are hunting peckers.
A dead centipede.
With Easter eggs.
Because it's easier than trying to wallpaper them!
Daughter: Looking at peckers. M: WHAT ! D: Science project on chickens. M: Oh. D: You walked RIGHT into that.
Their peckers are on their heads.
All of them. One to hold the bulb and the rest to screw the world.
He just wasn't into resting.
Because they hav-an-arrow! :D
I don't know, guess he just wasn't Inuit.
An Easter basket case!
At the basketball.