Flashback to me giving him the keys to the car to get more beer* ME: I let him outside.
A dog that is smart enough to bury the bodies.
Barq's Root Beer.
Wait, let me ask and make sure it's ok to tell the joke.
Because she'll just let it go.
The car rolled on it".
Because that's the direction his car was sliding.
About four beers
With lots of hops!
Because the key. (ok, i will show myself out)
I've never heard a baby say: "cigarettes,phone and keys alright let's go"
He has flashbacks every time he looks at the goal
Not good. Too many red flags. *Flashback to her house being covered with USSR flags* I think she might be a communist.
