Because they're not garbage collectors.
Because they (some of them) don't have a garbage collector.
Garbage collectors.
A witch in a garbage can.
Garbage.
They needed a developer.
They both need a *break* every once in a *while*. edit: this is a three-way pun btw - it works better out loud
She wanted a new website.
Because he wanted to run his fingers through his hair.
Your Mother.
In the end, both are lucky to produce a stool.
Take me to your liter!
Take me to your breeder!
She had no sense of porpoise.
So they could play football on Saturday, go hunting on Sunday, and pick up garbage the rest of the week.
The human race.
