Fire.
Look mom, an angel!
is it my hair Her: no Me: MY LOOKS! Her: no, it's your personality Me: oh thank god
He threw out all the computers with "dy" on them.
He can't seem to *stop droppin' rolls*.
It's groovy!
Not much. One likes getting stones, the other likes getting stoned.
It ran out of juice.
As we saw on Tuesday, it takes 1/2 of America to pick an Orange.