Nothing. (this joke was made by daughter when she was 5)
Put it in the freezer for three days. Run it through a bandsaw. Meoooooow.
Yesterday
If you have to explain it then it is not that good.
They don't find them Hume-erous.
Pebbles!
It's growing on them.
I told them I wasn't going to give birth to them.
Because 5 was a Registered Six Offender. Edit: a word.
You cant-elope!
Nata-LEE-HEE!