I'll show that pigeon!
Flatulus knew he overdid the deviled eggs.
5 minutes...I was gone for 5 minutes.
I lash my coif hither and thither. Lash it propitiously.
I should have bought a car. It would have been faster AND less mouthy.
Why don't you tell me when you have an orgasm? I would, but you're never home when it occurs.
Wish I'd brought my musket with me now. I have a feeling "parr-rum-pa-pum-pum" just isn't going to cut it!
Girl, if I had a swing like that in my back yard... I'd play on it all day.
This might be the beer talking, but, I really love beer!
Control the catnip Control the streets.
You may call her Mona Lisa, but she's also Whisker's Mother.