Cloning.
They'll always have dry wood on hand to start a fire
A small loan of a million dollars.
Baked ham.
In a croak of gold at the end of the rainbow!
Neighbor
Postbox.
Good Mourning! *(this pun is baaad and I feel terrible about it)*
The function of u to the n
She kept throwing away all the W's.
ME:What would YOU like W:Excuse me M:No one ever asks you, do they W:*tearing up* No.. they don't. Thank you.
An ice Kareem clone