Because he left a residue at every pole.
Because every time he saw a street pole he imagined two pies.
To get to 10.
Permutations.
A pioneer
Some-where over the rain-bow... Weigh a pie.
Where you left it
She puts two fingers in her mouth and then shouts "Max!".
Leave the dungeon door unlocked.
He is asked why are you so crying Do you cry about your close relative -No, I am crying about the first husband of my wife.
A jacked rabbit.
By counting Kylereese.
An illogical situation imagined by a child.
Inconceivable.
A Jet-ski.
You would rise and shine.
Because it gives them square roots
Because it's soda pressing.
