Liquor in the front, poker in the back.
Bottom of the fifth, of course.
By the ears.
For me, it's about three fifths.
Straight, No Chaser.
ME: He's a well known, gimmick. IAN: Really ME: That's Conan. Conan The Bar Bear, Ian.
The white bear, because it's polar
They thought she might have been slipped a woofie.
The first guy says "Ouch!" and the second says "Yeah, I didn't see it either."
At the bottom of the fifth the bags were loaded.
Breaking the fifth wall.
Pizza of course! If z = radius of the pizza and a = the height then * radius2 * height = Pi * z * z * a = Pizza.
Because he was low crab of course.
The boy stumbles: "Well euhm... nothing I guess." "Thanks, I'll have 2 million drops then"
You wave!
After taking Notes, they realized their was no way they could sell the Fire.
Let me count the ways... Five.
He got hammered with his buddies.
Because you said it was pound cake!
