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Hon! That crazy angel is trying to rapture the kids again! I'll call the cops and tell them she's violating the restraining order!
The air must be getting thin, Smith is playing his shovel again.
Once it has made a kill, the aircraft carries its catch back to the nest to feed to its young.
I read recipes the same way I read science fiction. I get to the end and I think, "Well, that's not going to happen."
NO. I'm not going to play cards with you. You're a cheeta.
Dude, I think we got ripped off! I've had three of these shrooms and I ain' feelin' nothin'. Wait! Wait! I think it's starting to kick in...