Attire.
A tyre (attire)
Between the head and the tail!
I find it a tad one-sided.
You've got a lot of potential, son.
Son says: "umm... With my eyes closed " Edit: This actually happened btw. Probably funnier irl.
Laughing stock.
You are the banner of my existence.
He has two clean fingers.
Pillow fight!
Because proper tea is theft.
Because all proper tea is theft.
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Because he didn't want to walk in his sleep.
None. They glow in the dark.
Just two, but you're going to need a lot of patience and light bulbs.