He just needed a little bit of Clojure.
Patme! Patme! Credit to my wife on this one
It's Christmas, Eve!
I work on a different plane
I can do "well-done" all the way to "CPR might actually work."
Because of the eclipse.
He followed the shampoo instructions.
Wait 12 hours and have Christmas Mourning
They lie still.
He injured his spline!
Because they Pac-12 of everything.
He didn't *urn* his degree.
I can't, I'm not a conductor.".
He was looking for Pooh. - *My little brother told me this one hit me with a little bit of nostalgia.*