One. Apparently she will screw anything.
Two, as always.
One to screw it in and nine to write on their blogs about how enlightening the experiment was.
A: None. Each lightbulb contains the means of its own revolution.
Just two, as long as they can find a way in.
Only one. Just as long as you hand him the damn lightbulb.
One, or two? One, or two?
You Cantaloupe.
Homeless.
Drive faster.
there was a porkward silence
