Me neither. Help.
Him: *texts* Horrible...I was tossing and turn- Me: *crawls out from under his bed* I KNOW, YOU POOR THING.
So he wouldn't talk in his sleep
A furry curries only fury from a jury.
It's quite hard to find enough women willing to wear the same outfit.
Dried parts of a cow that had Parkinson's.
Kermit the Frog's finger.
Kermit the frogs middle finger.
Just two. One to politely ask and the other to politely help.
Not much, but you can't help but crack a smile when see some tumbling down the stairs.
None, both are collect in a field.
Because he couldn't find a date!
You suffer from pickled hearing!