You better not make a habit out of this.
A man sees that his neigjhbnour doesn't have his wheeled trash bin. "Hey bub, where's ya bin" "I took a little vacation for a few weeks," "No. I meant where's your bin?" "Told ya, vacation, at the beach!" "No man. Where's ya wheely bin?" "Ok, fine! I've wheely been to jail! Happy now?"
They're just ghost stories for all in tents and porpoises.
You gotta catch Jamal
Feelings. T.T
A zoo-t suit!
He didn't like nuns.
A bad Habit.
