He got dog-piled. Me: He made a lot of groundage before getting put down. Husband: Yardage. Tackled. PLEASE LEAVE.
Because happy people usually leave cults.
Wa-tah! Haha. I'll leave now... (Sorry if already posted. I searched a little bit but found nothing.)
It was for the grater good.
Joe: I want to be rich. Genie: Granted. What is your second wish Rich: I want lots of money.
On a blind date!
Because he had a reptile dysfunction.... Okay bye now
M:bleeding Twice