Math hue.
This lawn ain't gonna mow itself.
A nail gun.
If you know the number, you don't know where the socket is.
I'd say it's fifty fifty
Open your Bible to Psalm BODY ONCE TOLD ME
None: The light bulb contains the seeds of its own revolution.
It couldn't contain itself.
It didn't want to be a hotdog. *ba dum tsss *ba dum tish idk
The Germans like shade