Me: What do you mean 4: Is her house made of bricks or sticks
Me: Like 4 maybe. 5 tops. Wife: I counted 19. Me: Well I rounded down.
Because if they had 4 doors they would be chicken sedans.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
It was stuck to the chicken's legs.
Just pay for your pizza.
Instead of all this "how did you get in to my house " calling 9-11 business.
A Brick.
Bricks get laid.
Someone told me but I forgot.
Thought you said psychopath.
Painless Porker.
Mmm. Canapes.
