They put on mittens.
It goes without saying...
Have a good one, son.
Nobody can judge you on your age difference.
Bob.
A Rottweiler in a playground.
Just asking for a friend
Ostrich-sized.
They work it out with a pencil.
He worked it out with a pencil.
Because you have to study abroad to understand them.
Because they take everything, literally.
Cancer
Can I grab some milk *Bah dum tsss*
Simple, I grab them under their arm pits, bend at the knees and stand up, how else would you do it
Give them a hand!
You will lose every hand.
