The baby has a soul.
The tribe of pygmies are a bunch of cunning runts.
If you hit it its fog, if you don't it's mist.
Nail its other hand to the floor.
They're fun to play with but I wouldn't want to take one home
Just one. They're retardedily strong.
Flame retardant
Because they have no soul
Well... the woman at church has hope in her soul.