What are you talking about? The bulb is fine.
I don't know...
One.
I don't know, I just set the bulb down somewhere, now I can't find it. Where the hell did the bulb go?
Only 1, she'll hold the bulb in place and wait while the world revolves around her.
Two. One to put it in and one to complain that he never screws anything anymore.
One. No, two! No, four! No, eight! No, sixteen! No, thirty-two! ...
Me:I wouldn't know... I don't talk to him about you...
What do you mean what do I mean?" replied the man. He went on to explain "My son has half my genes, that makes him my half-son." The woman he was talking to decided he was crazy and without replying walked past him. She looked back and noticed his neck was red, after all it was a sunny day.