So he could make his 4Chan.
When your wife's clothes start to fit her.
It gets jalapeno face.
Two. One to take out the bulb and drop it, and the other to try and sell it before it crashes.
A crustacean.
Me: Oh! Don't mind me, I was just cleaning cake off the touch screen.
Because droids can't get service.
They both steal cookies)
Edward Snowed-in!