Going to kiss your grandmother goodnight and she slips you the tongue.
Its on the tip of my tongue...
They have the gift of tongues...
At a whale weigh station
The other whale didn't humpback.
The beans keep slipping through the grill.
He goes into the barn and slips into a nice warm Jersey.
The cold feeling on your lips when you realize you're kissing the mirror
They were scared of sparks flying.
Gee, you knit
Mourning wood
When you go to kiss your grandma goodbye and she slips you the tongue.
