ME: *hiding dog that I wrapped up like a mummy* it's a mystery I guess
Because he'll peek-at-chu!
Paint it's balls red. Howed Tarzan die Picking cherries.
A chicken and an egg are lying in bed. The chicken is leaning against the headboard smoking a cigarette with a satisfied smile on its face. The egg, looking a bit ticked off, grabs the sheet, rolls over and says ... "Well, I guess we finally answered THAT question!"
if you thought because you can't drop it, guess again) Because it takes longer to pick up.
Me: Shhh! This is my fantasy & burritos don't talk.
Me: Leave it long enough for him to wrap around his fist twice.
The Lord: I meant any questions about the mysteries of existence
