He puts down the three and carries the one.
He had Barkinson's
Kevin still doesn't know.
One I say one.
You add a dab of glue.
To carry his library card.
Seven. Six to carry the casket and one to drag the body
IPhone. - No, I meant the number. - It's a 6. - No, to contact you. - I don't use it for that.
Me: 6: Me: It was too good. I didn't want to make your sisters jealous.
About 7 beers.
Oh, it's 7 past Cesar
