Spit, swallow, bite, and gargle.
Belgium waffles crumble in the hands of German.
One's a digit divisible by two, the other is a prime number.
He was afraid that he would swallow his words.
Son: Well you did say it was my lunch money!
Because an itch in time saves nine.
You get a dino-sore.
Because they're always throwing up their hands.
They were never comfortable with integration.
Spit, sallow, and gargle.
Because he tasted funny!
You can't gargle with the sand.
You can't gargle sand.
