It's a pilot's life for me!
Submitting a stool sample.
A defetus
Urine.
They both got accepted to Yale.
His grades were below sea level
It was a poultry amount
He accepted eternal returns.
Neither one will accept a 3 and a half inch floppy
Ur-ine!
None, the two are not a snake
I, Mac.
It's not hard.
It ain't hard.
Every time you try to take inventory, you fall asleep.
Ewe haul.
SUPPLIES!
Because he realized that grime doesn't pay.
Divine intervention. edit: Oh.
Batvirus (stolen joke xD)
They just ARRRRRRRRRRR!!!
In his treas-arrrr chest!
