She quits counting.
He really wasn't feeling up to it.
They quit smoking.
One-a two-a three-a four-a another-a ...
Because it's the little things that count.
Two. One to do it, a second to keep yelling, "You're lookin' BIG, man!"
We've had to wait 2,000 years for his second coming.
Because they are always caught up in some type of relative dating.
It was a CommonTater I just made this up I swear
I bang them both on my coffee table at night.
You'll know if she was faking it.
