No thanks, I'm stuffed."
He was *out standing* in his field.
A corn on the cob
They thought the traveling salesman told the farmer to put his name on the dotted swine.
Girl. You look so good that I wish I could plant you and grow a whole field of y'all!
say "No. That's my dad." Then storm off.
Make it Tso's Number One."
He got the stuffing knocked out of him.
A: No thanks, I'm stuffed.
Because he was Baroque.
NOTHING, BECAUSE THEY'RE DEAD.