While I stroked his thigh with a knife.
Because they carefully and objectively reviewed the evidence from the trial and thought a legitimate injustice had been done.
Starts breakdancing* Thats not as much proof as you think it is
So he can cut corners.
The knife has a point.
Elderly me: I made my kids steak instead of hot dogs. Him: *gasps* You monster.
I've got some steak in it.
Once you're finished with the breasts and thighs, you're left with a greasy box to put your bone in.
winks seductively "Ma'am, that's a mirror and you appear to be having a stroke."
