The doctor had to heal-ium.
A giraffic jam!
Nothing, they just waved.
Pyrex
DOUCHE!!!
Both crews were marooned.
Soup
Me: You go to heaven. 4: No, I mean when you die, do I get your stuff
Tchai Tea
Ginger ale.
Because thyme heals all wounds.
Made you look!
The crews got marooned
A crew.
Absolutely nothing.
The plot thickens.
Urine trouble.
Baby giraffes.
Red paint!