RAMs a make a dance!
Your chron-tact.
A francophony
With the chicken still around it
Turkey bacon. *throws tray against wall* I'm hungry! Not desperate!
I can't memory my weiner in your mouth.
One's the year of the ram, the other is the ram of the year.
Because he had no body to dance with!
The lid said, "Twist to open."
They both grind on bones to make their bread.
Strippers don't rig their polls.
I'm PC2!