He wanted to catch up on his sleep.
He wanted to feed his nightmares.
Lie in bed wondering "Is there really a dog?"
In one you don't want to jerk the hook, but in the other you don't want to hook the jerk.
Because he thought his wife was a flake.
Because her hips won't lie.
Sleep at night
Mauly.
Fur protection.
Cause they didn't have the Monet to get Degas to make the van Gogh.
I'm at your service ma'am.
Goose bumps
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