Dad replies: "I don't know honey, but I think, hitting him would be very wrong."
I don't know, but it was pretty bazaar
but we would never know because he couldn't stand up
Because she thought everybody loved her.
Sat down !
And the dad says: 'Wealth is caviar, champagne and women. Poverty is hot pocket, beer and your mother!'
The hip replacement guy. /dad
It never ends.
Hit.
he asked. "Yes or no," she replied.
so we can both sound useless.
Honey.
Hives.
This IRS guy sounded pretty into me
Aghagghhghgagaggag (Those are supposed to be gagging noises)