He was scared sheetless.
Him: *texts* Horrible...I was tossing and turn- Me: *crawls out from under his bed* I KNOW, YOU POOR THING.
When the big hand touches the little hand
They throw all their dirty clothes on the heap.
She kept throwing away all the W's.
A phantomime!
To lift his spirits.
Because little boys can't get pregnant.
Everywhere.
Their Linens
Linen.
