Hog and kisses!
About 60 pounds.
Wife: They're all pretty terrible. Me: Don't you have ANYTHING positive to say Wife: You're consistent.
A: Because he can't see through the wall.
Because he wanted mashed potatoes!!!!
Chirpies. It's a Canarial Disease. It's Untweetable!
A Conquistador!
Oh wait, nevermind. I'm an idiot...*
Let me call you Tweet heart!
They hog the Schwing set.
A: They're excellent at going in-hog-nito.