Because he was a car-case.
Cut to me filling my car with tomato soup* Me: Um... A fast one.
Me: Hubs: The engine smoking at a stoplight Me: I dont know, I look at my phone at lights.
Hint:Acts 2:1 KJV)
Steer clear
A monster that climbs up the Empire State Building and catches aeroplanes with its tongue.
You look quite put-together this evening.
Dead men sell no snails!
