The steaks were getting too damn high.
Me: Hubs: The engine smoking at a stoplight Me: I dont know, I look at my phone at lights.
Han So-high.
High steaks! (I'll just see my way out...)
The "steaks" get higher
So they know where to stop shaving.
Slow down and use some lubricant.
A coniference.
It already has at least hundred degrees
Nighty Night
So they have something to do at night.
The steaks have never been higher
Because the steaks are too high.
Because they always get a little hoarse
Because the rancher was a cattlist.
Abominable! (say it out loud, slowly)
They steer them!