Dude: It's very simple, I will stop my imagination
Me: your mother, why W: Stop acting like you're 12. M: (thinking) I dodged that bullet again.
You stop milking a cow after 150 years.
It just escaped from a coop.
Because it was a sewer side mission!
Imagination
You aren't naked in my bed.
He kept writing down everything we said, he gave me the crepes.
Bartender says, "dude, this is a gray bar.
