I've got a bone to pick with you
Who cares, because How Can Light Be Real If Our Eyes Arent Real?
Two. One to put it in and one to complain that he never screws anything anymore.
The Pharao's daughter. She went to the bank of the Nile to pick up a little prophet.
It takes longer to pick up.
A skeleTON.
They both grind on bones to make their bread.
His career was in ruins.