The
Moose-saka
He was invited to thunday math.
He heard that you have to stamp letters or the post office won't send them.
They are both trying to find their X and they don't know Y.
Son: Boys are gathering into our yard! Dad: ...How many boys Son: All of them... Dad: MY MILKSHAKES!
Twenty yards if you've got a good arm!
An animal that barks at low flying aircraft!
A bat!
