You can actually get through the minefield alive.
He prefers his gut when it's down 45 pounds, and his junk when it's up 45 pounds.
Nobody ever says "Thank you for your service" to the latter.
To get to the other wife.
Your wife back, your dog back, your house back...
Boliva me I know what I'm talking about!
Cell phones.
Forget-me-knots!
9/11. 9/11 Who You said you would never forget.
A witch in a minefield.
A mouse in a minefield!
