Count up to 25 on his fingers.
Let me count the ways... Five.
It's the bot that counts.
It's finger licking good.
Not by getting drunk and blowing off your fingers, because it's just a regular day fir you.
Squash.
Elderly me: I made my kids steak instead of hot dogs. Him: *gasps* You monster.
Only once, and then you are subtracting it from 20.
Myrrhder
