Deciding which to tell people first.
Teaching the chicken to cook
Not counting the bombs strapped to their chests, I have no clue.
Linoleum Blown-apart
Because his bread was stollen!!!
Nein.
It runs in his jeans.
They only have to sleep 3 more times until Christmas
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas.
In bent-toe boxes.
They've always enjoyed rounding up Japanese monsters.
An Australien.
Please leaf me alone! Or I'll tell my mom, and you'll get in trouble.
Ask them to pronounce the word, "unionized".
