You throw him a lifesaver and tell him to grab on to it.
When the car breaks down.
Go for the juggler
Nah, I must stay.
They tell you.
One is heir to the throne and the other is thrown into the air.
Lettuce Go!
He was more of a necrOpheliac anyway.
A one-hour facial.
GINGER.
No Seoul.
Because he was absolutely ribbeting!
Slow down and grab some lube!!
They say he made a mint.