Ask your dad.
Because they have a claus in their contract.
A scale letrix!
How will I ever find another performer of your caliber? (Source: a dad on Thanksgiving)
You were born in a car. Now go fetch your sister, Hospitaldaughter. It's time for tablemeal.
Here's what she said to me: GO TO SLEEP.
Push the menu aside and softly whisper, "I want to hear about you."
10....one to bake the cookies, and 9 to peel the M&Ms
He was in possession of all the "COOKIES"