They pull up their pants.
When they're on their backs, they're screwed.
For throwing out all the w's.
Me: Nothing officer - Just didn't want to slow you down. Cop: I was pulling you over. Me: Well I get that. Now.
Leaving a plunger in the toilet.
Denim, denim, denim.
Little elves that tighten your waistband on your pants a little every night
Guy: Because I don't like hair in my food.
A baby combing it's hair with a vegetable peeler.
A comb or a saw.
Thanks, I'll never part with it.
