Fire.
You'll strain your eyes.
Me: So I look less tired. 3: Why are you tired Me: Because I'm a mom. 3: Why are you a mom Me: 3:
It was just a matter of time.
Bossy just fired me!
They're all, like, equal to me...
He counted 1 Mississippi, 2 Mississippi, 3 Mississippi, 4 Mississippi...
Pulp Fiction